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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Malevolent Creation
Malevolent Creation
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Wollenschlaeger
Lee Wollenschlaeger
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josh Gibbs
Josh Gibbs
Producer
Dan Swanö
Dan Swanö
Producer

Lyrics

Anguish in the minds of the pure
Blackened hearts now free
I long for the blessed days
When my demons are set, loose and free
Free from the shackles of life
I awake in bloodborne splendour
Years have passed since I saw the light
I'm born again in this mind of hate
Beasts of our sickness
We shall purify as one
This beast that smells your blood
It's from me you cannot hide
Awake, this demon inside with blackened eyes
Flesh, the beast that smells your blood is teething
Blood, a hunger born from pain inside
Death, this beast is to be born to my splendour bring
Feel my anger
Fuel the machine that controls this life
Feed my anger
Give birth to the ways of flesh
Feel my anger
An empty shell what's left of me
Feed my anger
Filled to the brim I explode in hate
Beasts of our sickness
We shall purify as one
The beast that smells your blood
It's from me you cannot hide
You cannot hide - this beast inside
Your empty prayers - won't save you!
My amusement feeds on the hearts of the impure
Selfish groups amongst the poor
You pray to me once more
This beast I cannot hide
Feeding the beast which dwells inside
Pathetic waste of life
You beg from me once more
This beast I cannot hide
With arms raised high you pray to God
No-one hears your cries
This feeling deep inside my mind
I've no choice but abide
This beast inside has awakened
Meet your end now soon
This beast inside has awakened
Your prayers will go unheard
This beast inside has awakened
Thoughts set free within the mind
This beast inside has awakened
This beast inside will smell your blood
Awake, this demon inside with blackened eyes
Flesh, the beast that smells your blood is teething
Blood, a hunger born from pain inside
Death, this beast is to be born to my splendour bring
Feel my anger
Fuel the machine that controls this life
Feed my anger
Give birth to the ways of flesh
Feel my anger
An empty shell what's left of me
Feed my anger
Filled to the brim I explode in hate
Anguish in the minds of the pure
Blackened hearts now free
I long for the blessed days
When my demons are set, loose and free
Free from the shackles of life
I awake in bloodborne splendour
Years have passed since I saw the light
I'm born again in this mind of hate
Written by: Lee Wollenschlaeger
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