Track 2 from the soon to be released self-titled demo.
lyrics
Hold fast, tears in the sails
Do not pardon martyrs
Onward we will forge, toward the dark horizon
Miasmic decay; resistance turned to fodder
For the ground upon which we will build our nation
Fuck
Laid to waste on the shores, cry "Acheron!"
Kneel to the king of the dead and the weak
Born, torn, battered, and worn
We're all chasing glory
Through the perilous depths of unconquered darkness
Dead, fed, never content
Their corpses line the quarry
Devastation painted through the roles we reprise
Conquered by the collapsing will to fight
The foes that feed on mind, body, and soul
Miasmic decay, resistance turned to fodder
Weep for the words of their hollow extol
Miasmic decay, resistance turned to fodder
Weep for the words of their hollow extol
Penitent prey confused, the macrocosm
Cares not for the ideals of the weak
This miasmic decay; just beg me for your slaughter
For your god says to turn your own cheek
Slash and burn
The monsters yearn
For the gears to turn
Revolving the broken world
Slash and burn
Is it your concern?
Will we ever learn?
The cycle of darkness repeats
The blood of the nihil it reeks
Hold fast, tears in the sails
Do not pardon martyrs
Onward we will forge, toward the dark horizon
Miasmic decay; all life is to turned to fodder
Lay the ground with the stones that spell out our damnation
Miasmic Decay
Do not fucking falter
Swing your sword, watch the light leave their eyes
credits
from Grave Intent,
track released December 26, 2020
Home recorded and mastered by Max Dickenson
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