Correction Paroles The Horror Ov The Old Gods par A Wake In Providence

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We're made to conceive and spin the lore
Glory ferociously died for
Protected by the hounds of infinity
Creating the blasphemous laws of divinity

That leave us with
Sight plagued by filth
That leaves us with the horror ov the Old Gods
Pain that we worship and we yearn for
Divination laid waste to our world
So we spread the plague ov the Old Gods (Uphold the horrors)
Insight weighted to break the mind
Feel the searing upheaval unearthed by the torturous primеval remaining inconceivable

By our hands fiеrce rule condemns the river claimed fawn
A splintered being is just feed for the sacrament
Let mass begin, a trial to convict you in
Tribunal gavels shall swing with the weight of sin

In poor favor to your end (Spineless pawns)
Forced is the jury to listen (Chained down)
Our will sway their feeble thoughts
Away from what emotion you plead to the

Old Gods
Pain that we worship and we yearn for
Divination laid waste to our world
So we spread the plague of the Old Gods (Uphold the horrors)

Innocence is a false concept they cling to (Just let go)
Judging the damned by law written in scripture that outlive gods
Succumb to torturous hatred embedded in blood soaked pages
Fear laden, guilt riddled
On forced knee at the altar of the old ones

Dark abysmal haze of the sabbath, leading your believing
Fearful thoughts erroneously deceiving
Damned to the court
It is with contempt we stand (we stand)
No matter how you fought
Viciously constricting (black smog choked)
Violently dry heaving
Halting your breathing
Our will sway their feeble thoughts
Away from what emotion you plead to the

Old Gods
Pain that we worship and we yearn for (yearn for)
Divination laid waste to our world
So we spread the plague of the Old Gods (Uphold the horrors)

Being picked apart
Your leeched body is worth more than you may know
So to The Eldritch I come bearing a soul in tow
Condemned to the horror

(Divination laid waste has thus taken)
Has thud taken form
In the wake of the ancient ways
Finally made whole by the Old Gods
So we spread the plague

This ritual
Will break in
Cracking your cerebellum from the anxiety
Crippling, everything
You locked deep down inside your memory

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