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Degloved
04:08
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Rip and tear through those who bring you death
Dismember and destroy be their last breath
Become the demon that they’ve always feared
Don’t stop the bloodshed til’ this field is cleared
Bring down the dismay, perpetual hell
Into the pool of blood for which you dwell
Bind the hands and peel back the skin
Reclaim thy sin
Peel back the shell for which you hide
The evil wretchedness inside
Your life is worthless in this current state
Your soulless eyes begin to fade
Your last sight is my bloodied blade
Your soul forever ingrained in its steel
You chose this life, you are the one they hate
Remove the skin for their sin and eradicate
Let blood rain
From your putrid veins
Dislocate the jaw, pull teeth from bone
Everlasting pain, reap what you’ve sewn
Look through blood soaked eyes your time is nigh
Time to die
Ripped to bits, down to muscle and bone
A piece of shit left to die alone
An empty vessel once so full of life
Torn to pieces from external strife
Once a man who had it all
He watched the heavens start to fall
Blood and entrails paint the walls
Now nothing, an empty shell
May your soul fall straight to HELL
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Cursed Heirloom Figure
04:01
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Evil weeps through glossy eyes
Wreaking of innocence, yet my demise
Brought forth by family tradition and bond
Now I discover that my end has dawned
A silhouetted wickedness, a weight on my chest
Evergrowing darkness, my mind it infests
Manifest death by erasing them all
The hand of ungodly souls will be my fall
Centuries of blood and death
Consistently being one's last breath
A loving families constant fissure
Haunted by a Cursed Heirloom Figure
This putrid soul rips through my heart
The man that you knew will now depart
From body and mind for I am now blind
This evil is now the tie that binds
Watching and waiting, collecting the blood
Draining the scarlet, from throats it will flood
Sharpen the blade, make them all pay
Look in my eyes and your life will decay
Turn out the light
Don’t try to fight
May blood reunite
Through vengeance and spite
Centuries of blood and death
Endlessly being one's last breath
A reborn evil will now linger
Possession by a Cursed Heirloom Figure
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Lip of the Grave
03:57
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Scarlet from your chest
The bullet will attest
Vignetting in your sight
This is your last good night
Pull the trigger, I am your very end
From endless torment, may your blood amend
See clean through your gaping exit wound
By my hand your soul is consumed
I will be your final day
Feel your mind start to decay
You claw for life, what you crave
Perched on the lip of the grave
Look into the demons eyes, an endless scorched abyss
The hands of death around your throat, allow him to assist
Bite on the hand that feeds you
Drown in lies, a disguise
Drag my name through grime and filth
Nothing short of entertainment
I will be your nightmare
Haunting you from deep within
Your decisions are invalid
See yourself through my eyes
Nothing but pure misery
Tears of sadness fall on deaf ears
You have taken my whole life
My hatred will empower me
I am your final day
Feel your mind start to decay
You scream for help what you crave
Now on the Lip of the Grave
I am your final day
All you can do is pray
You pissed your life all away
Now on the lip of the grave
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Death Planet Toronto, Ontario
Death metal band hailing from Toronto, Canada.
Mike Prescott - Guitar
Robert Tam - Bass
Tyler Frederick - Vocals
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