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Hand Of The Wicked
04:29
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As the vessels of a potter
Shall they be broken to shivers
Thou art wretched, and miserable
I spew thee out of my mouth
The morning star doth not rise
The blackened sky shall haunt the mountain
Far from the eternal light
Lo, the people shall dwell alone
The arrows of the Almighty are within me
The poison whereof drinketh of my soul
The terrors of God do set themselves against me
My skin is broken, and become loathsome
Let the stars of the twilight be dark
Let it look for light, but have none
Nor let it see the dawn of the day
Because thy way is perverse
Thou renewest thy witnesses against me
Increase indignation upon me
Changes and war are against me
The earth is given to the hand of the wicked
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit
Hearken my words at the precipice of death
For he breaketh me with a tempest
And multiplieth my wounds without cause
Lo, let that night be solitary
Let them curse it curse the day
Let the stars of the twilight be dark
Let it look for light, but have none
Nor let it see the dawn of the day
Because thy way is perverse
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Waters Of Iniquity
04:54
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He shall not lie down
Until he eat of the prey
And drink the blood
Drink the blood of the slain
For wrath killeth
The foolish man
And envy slayeth
The silly ones
The noble man is laughed to scorn
Annihilated so completely
Reduced to ash and dung
His children are far from safety
They are crushed in the gate
There is none to deliver them
I have seen the foolish taking root
I have cursed his habitation
Oh that I might have my request
That God would grant me this I long for
That it would please thee to destroy me
And he would let loose thine hand
My soul is weary of my life
I will leave my complaint upon myself
I will speak in the bitterness of my soul
Thou hast clothed me in shame
I beseech thee, thou hast made me as the clay
Wilt thou bring me into dust again
How much more
Abominable
And filthy is man
Which drinketh
Iniquity like water
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For the congregation
Of hypocrites
Shall be desolate
And consumed by fire
Thou destroyest
The hope of man
And send him away
His flesh shall have pain
He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me
He gnasheth upon me with his teeth
Mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me
God hath delivered me to the ungodly
And turned me over
Into the hands of the wicked
I was at ease
But he hath broken me asunder
He hath taken me by the neck
And shaken me to pieces
Before my wounded eyes the shadow of death
O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry have no peace
How long will ye vex my soul
And break me to shivers with thy words
Why do ye persecute me as God
Are ye not satisfied with my flesh
My breath is corrupt
My days extinct
The graves ready for me
They shall go down to the bars of the pit
When our rest together is in the dust
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Be ye afraid of the sword
For wrath bringeth punishments
Of the blade
That ye may know there is judgment
Thou shall drink of the wrath of God
Yet thee shall perish for ever
Like thine own dung
Every hand of the wicked
Shall come upon thee
My face is foul with weeping
For the thing which I feared so greatly
Has come upon me
As I toil
Amongst the muck of humanity
I am eaten
In my corporeal form
I am unworthy
For I have transgressed
In the eyes of the Almighty
Gather around and behold
I stare into the abyss
Remember that my life is wind
Mine eye shall see no good
Be ye afraid of the sword
For wrath bringeth punishments
Of the blade
That ye may know there is judgment
I sayeth to corruption
Thou art mine father
Thine eyes have seen destruction
My face is foul with weeping
For the thing which I feared completely
Has come unto me
I’m plunged into the abyss
There the weary be at rest
I hear not the voice of the oppressor
And sorrow hid from mine eyes
When I can find the grave
Our rest together is in the dust
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Stones Of Darkness
04:04
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Unscrupulous
04:37
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Thou claimest thy labours are to build a heaven
Yet thine heaven is populated by terrors
The waters wear the stones
Thou washest away
The things which grow out of the dust
And thou destroyest
The hope of man
Thy mouth utter thine iniquity
Thou choosest the tongue of the wicked
His flesh upon him shall have pain
His soul shall mourn
Thou turnest thy spirit from God
A dreadful sound is in his ears
The day of darkness is at his hand
The destroyer is upon him
Brimstone shall be scattered upon his habitation
For he stretcheth out his hand against God
Strengthen himself against the Almighty
Therefore thou shalt not be exalted
It rains on the just
And unjust alike
Man dieth, and wasteth away
Shall the earth be forsaken for thee
Behold even to the moon doth not shine
Hell is naked beefoore him
Those that remain of him shall be buried in death
And his widows shaall noot weep
Thou choosest the tongue of the wicked
His flesh upon him shall have pain
His soul shall mourn
As God liveth
Who hath taken away my judgment
The Almighty
Hath vexed my soul
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Forsaken, I
05:10
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Catharsis
01:04
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Paroxysm Of Woe
05:34
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As for that night, let darkness seize upon it
Let the day perish wherein I was born
Let darkness and the shadow of death lay stain upon it
Let God not regard it from above
Noble bastard thou art scorn
Mocked, engulfed in sorrow
Lo, doth my punishment yet know end
From dusk to dawn flesh is peeled from my bones
Why died I not from the womb
Why did I not give up the ghost
Why hath I not come out of the belly
As an infant which never saw light
Wherefore is light given to thee
That which is in misery
And life unto the bitter in soul
Which long for death
But not cometh
So let that day be darkness
Let a cloud dwell upon it
Let the blackness terrify it
The night which was said
There was a child conceived
Let it not come to pass
As for my soul
My soul which longs for death
Let this torment see no end
Let God not regard it from above
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Ensepulchre Fayetteville, Arkansas
Blackened melodic death metal from NW Arkansas
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