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Descendant

from Wounds by Novichoke

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When this worthless piece of shit died, the hordes of grinning angels tortured the sky

Their piss ran down his throne, they sung unholy songs and curses tore their rotten throats

I saw them high on blood, I saw them fucking each other
I watch them raping the corpse of God, I heard their screams «You’re not our father! You marasmic worthless prick! Your miasmatic law is sick»

The blood of those angels boiling in my veins
I need to inject it to take away the pain

Let me kill my father
Force my mother to watch

I’m the greatest descendant
I’m a diligent angel

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from Wounds, released December 10, 2021

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Deviant blackened death metal.

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