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III
02:11
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Tendency to Decompose
05:26
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I seek the death and misfortune. Of my own self. The dying faculties inside. They wish to dwell. Decaying within the marrow. No cure in sight. A cry for solitude. i wish to die.
Falsehood.
Decomposing man-made lies.
Inhuman.
You are the rotted flesh that dies.
In this oppressive lair. Where creatures come to die. No minds of mighty. They’ve run off to hide. Minds in despair. Running out of time. And a tendency to decompose.
Words bring lacerations. To mind and bone. The Innocent serve for deceit. A life in fear. Your face pale and white. From twisted sights. life gets a new meaning. The end is nigh.
Falsehood.
Decomposing man-made lies.
Inhuman.
You are the rotted flesh that dies.
In this oppressive lair. Where creatures come to die. No minds of mighty. They’ve run off to hide. Minds in despair. Running out of time. And a tendency, to decompose.
Aching.
Fading.
Forsaken.
Grotesque twisted sights.
Vital.
Primal.
Suicidal.
Greet me with demise.
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The Capability to Endure Suffering.
The unforeseen death of humanity.
Awakened shaping it’s form.
The growing depths of anxiety.
A vision to prosper.
The rotted remains.
Which you walk upon.
A hand streched out in faith.
The monolith of cessation.
Deceiving us all.
For your own cause.
Watch from below.
Death is bestowed.
End me and see my.
Inhumanity.
Fathom this.
Life.
Can you see it.
The daunting, incomprehension.
Will you admit it.
The deceit that is given.
Lack of obedience.
To the mothers so fraile.
Turned into fragments.
Culmination of what’s left.
Hear the screams of the Puritans.
Violence is the only truth.
Veils of death work in mystery.
A spawn shows no remorse.
Deceiving us all.
For your own cause.
Watch from below.
Death is bestowed.
End me and see my.
Inhumanity.
Fathom this.
Life.
Clear me of sight.
Clear me of speech.
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Endless tearing in my rotting flesh.
Your inner emotions have nothing more to say. As a the ground shakes your fears will grow. The hounds of eternal torment wants their pray.
False you traded your life for lies. This fire roars. It burns you from the inside.
Too many lives tainted by your wretched stench.
Genocide is caused through that impure mind.
No the weak shall never subside.
An Entity which knows not how to be kind.
Serving man is an act of futility.
Guilt the only thing that I hear when you plead.
Endless tearing in my decaying flesh.
Your inner emotions have nothing more to say. As a the ground shakes your fears will grow. The hounds of eternal torment wants their prey.
Seeping through the desert.
What a sight to behold.
The remains keep pouring.
Cause your acts have all flaws.
You shall burn by acts of kindness.
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Riddled with Impurities
03:17
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You burn slow.
Crackling of you skin.
Seeping through.
A boiling liquid.
Bring him forth.
Examine him for lies.
Face to face.
The scalpel you will meet tonight.
The ones who fall into bliss.
Riddled with impurities.
Epiphany of himself.
Man to all that’s hell.
Inside.
Hear cries.
Hand far out stretched.
Failed attempt to be blessed.
Failed so soon.
And for whom.
Harvest his flesh.
Man forced and supressed.
Choking it out.
Shrieks that shout loud.
Cower away.
Hear the scratching of nails.
The ones who fall into bliss.
Riddled with impurities.
Epiphany of himself.
Man to all that’s hell.
Inside.
Hear cries.
Hand far out stretched.
Failed attempt to be blessed.
In this flesh a soul denied.
To his friends he lied.
A gift from soaring skies
From the god that chose to die.
Riddle me with impurities.
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Contrapasso
06:59
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Dante inferno poetic justice.
Nine circles of hell. Eternal torment.
Guided through flames through cries through pain.
A divine punishment. Chosen by the dead.
Suffer the opposite. Reflection of the sin.
Control of the dead.
Dis Pater.
Journey of the soul.
Contorted.
Embrace my heresy Deus.
Nine circles of hell. Treachery remains.
Heads twist serenity lost.
Wickedness prevails. Crosses set ablaze.
Suffer the opposite. Reflection of the sin.
Control of the dead.
Dis Pater.
Journey of the soul.
Contorted.
Moro lasso al mio duolo.
Abandon all hope ye who enter here.
False prophets of thy lord.
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Impermanence
04:18
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This burning in your consciousness. Is telling you to stop. With all this godlike nonsense. Why even start.
All is forgotten. Entity corrupted. Feeds on lies. Makes you blind.
Frail minds have gathered. To the gallows they march. This sole existence. Can’t stand their remarks.
Your clock is always ticking. Reminding you of death. A fate in the coffin. Is what you earned.
All is forgotten. Entity corrupted. Feeds on lies. Makes you blind.
Frail minds have gathered. To the gallows they march. This sole existence. Can’t stand their remarks.
Existence is pain.
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Ruun Norway
A Death Metal trio from Hønefoss, Norway. Formed in 2017. Since then, they have released their debut-EP "Atheos" in 2019. And their first full-length «Impermanence» in 2022. The music is grounded in the brutality of existence and the many trials one can face in life. And never forgetting that humanity must succumb to death. ... more
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