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Blackness Enshroud

by Putrid Evocation

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Instrumental.
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Infernal domain, answer the calling, earthy lust, bloody shrine. Black vomits of impure destruction, death aproaches initial ritual. A funeral reek feels around, the sacrifice it's already done. Black cult of worship, black cult of dark devotion. Ancient and violent - winds of death, blasphemous attack - at the weak believer, black plague - dark storm, the infernal fire comsumes the cross that has blinded you of freedom. Infernal domain, answer the calling, earthy lust, bloody shrine. Black vomits of impure destruction, death aproaches initial ritual. Satanic treatment, burn the fucking cross! Black cult of worship, black cult of dark devotion.
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Black pest / spread the stench of death, vomit and blood / over his head, sacrifice / paying for the sins, crucified / suffering in the flames of hell. Into the grave / searching the meaning of death, into the grave / looking for the unborn, into the grave / the darknes takes over the place, into the grave / blood flows. Slaughtering the priest, burning in hell, killing the false messiah. Put fire on his feets and cutting his neck, out of control! Ritualistic pleasure through the gates of the beast's throne. Invoke to beyond the depths of hades, a haunted torment is over your grave. Into the grave / his altar is not safe, into the grave / where the flames of hell, down in hell / where the bloody ceremony becomes the beginning of the religious agony.
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Doomed 03:29
Idol of sacred images... Doomed. Now, where's christian advocates the others? Blasphemy, crushing the faith of your father. God, a lie in life becomes true. Die! Temple of death, filthy god. See your virgin, fallen with blood of her blood. Triumph of the darkest forces... Doomed. Ritual, burning crosses, down with faith. Fuck empathy with god or sheeps, crush every trace in earth of Christ. Erase every trace of christianity!
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The bodies have risen from their graves again to spread terror in the land, to desecrate your grave. Bloodthirsty, ready to attack, devouring your soul and taking you to hell. A slow death awaits for your soul, a horrible death awaits you. Biting your neck, crushing your brain. Your guts are scarttered throughout the burial ground. A sepulchral voice you hear from beyond, feel the terror around the corpses. Once dead your holy cricifix will be destroyed and desecrated. Blood and death in brutal agony, your time has come and there is no god in here... Suffering! It's your time to die!
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Instrumental.
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Stubborn old, worthless hag, simply had nothing to give. I couldn't stand your eternal nag, you didn't deserve to live. So I went to the stove and took a pork knife and stabbed it into your head. Buried you in the fruit cellar, I was glad 'cause I thought you were dead. But the maggots didn't feast on your body, you didn't get moldy as I thought and still I can hear that nag in my head. You were supposed to rot. Supposed to rot. Now she haunts me, day and night, a haunting I can't forget. The deed was a coldblooded homicide, a murder I regret. But still she's the same old hag and still my life has turned the same. Isn't there anything to set me free from this wicked pain? You were supposed to rot.

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released May 8, 2013

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Putrid Evocation Santiago, Chile

Putrid Evocation has come to an end, may this site remains a faithful testimony of what was an honest act of true south american metal of death.

B.Nekroskull - Vokills / Guitar
R. - Bass / Yells
K. - Guitar
AV - Drums
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