Behead the spouse of the varmint to decease the last mortal's soul
Cut her throat and slash her eyes so she won't see the face of god
Deliver her child to start the next phase
Holding her newborn in my arms
Bleed the child underneath the sun
Make the child one with the earth so he will feel the flames beneath
Bleed the child underneath the sun
The dirt will flow through his veins
The world will fill of his pain
Every fucking grave will crumble at our feet
Love will die by my right hand
Everything's lost, Slit their throats
Taken my right hand, dragged down into the unknown
Cut her throat and slash her eyes so she won't see the face of god
Deliver her child to start the next phase
Silence the newborns and feed them to the vultures
Watch them pick them apart
Every bit, piece by piece
Feast upon the living, rape the mothers, destroy their lives
Everyone is dying tonight
The feeling of hopelessness has engulfed and taken your life
supported by 5 fans who also own “Servant To The Grave”
Two impressive vocalists, variable and skilled guitarists and a tight and very powerful rhythm section. That plus the ability to write a song really leaves nothing left to desire here. mourner
supported by 5 fans who also own “Servant To The Grave”
On this EP you can find some of the best (vocal) harmonies Distant published up to now. It's a little groovier as well. The compositions are not as refined as their present stuff but it's great fun for sure. mourner