Vital Remains

Vital Remains - Rush of Deliverance lyrics

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Nocturnal drapery 

His twilight has now gone 

As the bloodred shadow will fall 

This hellish well will be cast upon...Forced upon all 



Drain the veins of his lifeblood...Crush the hope of his believers 

Leave his ashen body for the worms...Drowning the vision of his love 

Suffocate the thought of his reprisal 



For our legion has now beseated 

The throne of judgement 

The seeds of truth have now been sown 

God will die alone 



We vomit forth the chaos...Our violence uncontrolled 

Succumb to my truth...Your death will be our conquest 

Praying as you fall...Into the void of damnation 



May you live in torment 

Suffer in the Hell that we created 

The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise 



Whipped upon your back...Rush of deliverance 

Stabbing through your breast...This dagger shall deliver 

Cyanide blast into your veins...We cease the life of their holy reign 

Our nation is to cause you unrelenting pain 



May you live in torment 

Suffer in the Hell that we created 

The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise 



Choosing the one with the infernal horns 

The one with black wings proudly soars 

Across the path you've wandered upon 

See your momments of faith...Charred 

In Satan we trust...Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan 



Salt rubbed within your wounds 

Stagger through the hordes of impiety 

Spit drips from your beaten shell 

Humilated before the chosen few 



Drain the veins of his lifeblood...Crush the hope of his believers 

Leave his ashen body for the worms...Drowning the vision of his love 

Suffocate the thought of his reprisal 



Let the swine, called god, be disgraced 

Crawl unto me on bloodied hands and knees 

Rush of deliverance...Relive this act of blasphemy 

Unfurl your pain to me...Suffering is your destiny 



We vomit forth the chaos...Our violence uncontrolled 

Succumb to my truth..Your death will be our conquest 

Praying as you fall...Into the void of damnation 



May you live in torment 

Suffer in the Hell that we created 

The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise 



Whipped upon your back...Rush of deliverance 

Stabbing through your breast...This dagger shall deliver 

Cyanide blast into your veins...We cease the life of their holy reign 

Our nation is to cause you unrelenting pain 



May you live in torment 

Suffer in the Hell that we created 

The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise 



Choosing the one with the infernal horns 

The one with black wings proudly soars 

Across the path you've wandered upon 

See your momments of faith...Charred 

In Satan we trust...Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan
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Language: English

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