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Night of the Locust
04:08
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Let the locust fly!
God vomits upon this world
No mercy will be shown
Flying in the night
with wings of disease
The day of reckoning
will come
Swarming with vengeance
swarming with hate
swarming with evil
God vomits upon this world
No mercy will be shown
Death rides for free
as the plague digests
Flying in the night
with wings of disease
The day of reckoning
has come
Swarming with vengeance
swarming with hate
swarming with evil
God vomits upon this world
No mercy will be shown
Death rides free
as the plague digests
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Evocation
04:07
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I call upon your guidance
I call upon your power
I call upon your being
I call upon your knowledge
Altar burning
candles bleeding
goat head screaming
Spirits gleaming
I evoke the deathwing
I evoke the vampyre
I evoke evil
I call upon your guidance
I call upon your power
I call upon your being
I call upon your knowledge
Altar burning
candles bleeding
goat head screaming
Spirits gleaming
Feel my power!
I evoke the deathwing
I evoke the vampyre
I evoke evil
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Grave Desecration
03:45
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Sick in the head
Hungry for the dead
Necrophiliacs arise
Under the night
A cemetery lies
Waiting to be violated
Some they screw
Others they chew
Bodies mangled
Dismembered they are
Graves Desecrated
Spirits awaken
Corpses rotten and ravaged
Satan's sons
Greedy and Wicked
Bastards robbing corpses
Some they screw
Others they chew
Bodies mangled
Dismembered they are
They cut the rest up
And mix it in with stew
The smell of dead flesh
Fills the air
I lay this body to rest
so I may return
for my pleasures
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Hallowed
04:26
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Creeping in the shadows
stalking the night
I lie in wait
so I may strike
When you see me
it is far too late
your soul is now mine
Hallowed inside
evil and pure
comfort in death
joy in the hunt
My blood goes warm
I have killed again
Feeling only hallow
I seek the next
When you see me
it is far too late
your soul is now mine
Hallowed inside
evil and pure
comfort in death
joy in the hunt
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Spectre is forged out of the blood and suffering of all life. It is simply a creation fueled by the darkness and hatred of both man and spirits alike.
- Von
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