Malignance

by Shrine of Malice

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released September 21, 2018

Instrumentals Written and Recorded by Izrael Cemani
Drums by Joshua Null
Guitar Solos by Chris Paz
Vocals/Lyrics by Gregory Gilbert
Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Josh Bearden of Nevermore Recordings
Album Art by Cesar Adrian of Soul Asphyx Arts
Logo by Yusuf Effendi Syam of TyranT

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Blackened Brutal Deathcore outfit hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada.

Debut EP, "Malignance" coming Summers End 2018!

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Track Name: Beelzebub
It comes in waves

The urges pull me,

Masking the disease

I've been swayed,

Possessing, unnerving

What's become of me?

Possessing, unnerving me

What's becoming?



Legions of dead prophecies curse the weak

The grove of deceit,

Perilous wings overshadow your perception of time



Father,

My soul torn from flesh,

Apollyon, bring forth rebirth



I am the scratch on your back,

The snarl in your sleep,

The anchor of sin

The salient of your desire

Impede me and you will writhe in my name

Breathe in the anxiety, feast upon thee



Your soulless corpse

My chalice to the mortal plane



Heathen

Squirm in your coma

Heathen

Understand that I, the leech



I wish to sway you,

Command you

I wish to become of you,

No restraint to my wish

I will pick what I want from your hands

Leaving you at my knees, slain by my treachery



Possession of the wretched,

A command amongst the senseless

Masking the venom

I, beast, rape you of your senses

Vile didactic, traumatizing your psyche



I revel in shadows my presence latched to your feeble mind

Grasping a hold of your body, you shall become mine

Accept my calling, mortal - fear the wings of the fly.



Beelzebub,

Crawl into my skin

Beelzebub,

Make me your host again

Hark my calling, hark my calling

Beelzebub,

Make me your host again
Track Name: Hollow Sockets
Prepare the sacred hoard - annihilate the host’s mental stasis

Revel in the shadows where the fire remains

Aversion shall become and erase all dignity

Nothing shall survive the onslaught



Remove the psyche

Detest thine lordly creator



Never forget the words I spoke in your ear when you wished for success

My bastard child, come into my embrace, allow me to create comfort in this unsteady place

Never forget the words I spoke in your ear when you wished for success

Metaphysically bent by the will of wrath



I am the beast serving from within your darkest dreams

I am agony, deception of calamity

Lifting the veil of connection, a soul bound to my conviction

Commanding the end of times, flesh forever decays in my stride



Prepare the sacred hoard, annihilation of the host, due to his deterring mental stasis

Revel in the shadows where the fire remains

Aversion shall become and erase all dignity

Nothing shall survive the onslaught



Eradicate them all

Choke the slut until her voice begins to gasp

Let hatred empower you as her hands grasp for one final breath

Laughter erupts as you descend into madness

Now comes the child, understand what shall be

Enucleated, left pulverized by phallic molestation

A throng of myiasis protrude from the Hollow Sockets you’ve fucked out now RISE
Track Name: The Furtherance ft Rheese Peters
To awake in a state of disarray

Bestowed for defilement, this is what I have became

Fallen from sentience, only to worship the now bloodied flesh



Decomposing carcass, the flesh that gives way to birth

With maggots spewing from within, we now hold the rites to our own destiny



We have been gifted a release from the innards of Hell,

Crawling from dying morsel and to grow to an even greater form

For this is only the beginning, my dearest host,

Furtherance, onwards to the annihilation of the sacrament



[Rheese Peters]:

Do you see the reflection of holy flames peering from the gates?

With severance, the morbid ritual has been complete

A corpse bearing the undying horde

Look upon this as if Christ has compelled you



[Both]:

Look into the eyes of your creator one final time before I take your pathetic lives

God is dead



[Greg]:

God is dead by the end of this fortnight

A catalyst buried underneath his nose, composed by a loyal host

In the name of the Father and Holy Spirit I speak,



[Rheese]:

God is dead by the end of this fortnight

God is dead by the end of this fortnight

Buried underneath the salvation of lies, he was destined to die

The Creator of his own end had scriptures written of his loss of life

Our father of treacherous lies

The one that is truly void of light

He was never alive



[Greg]:

A Fate he forged within the desolations of Hell

A tortuous eternity in which he must dwell

This father of solipsism

This father of certain demise



We are legion

Furtherance, hark the sound of annihilation

With grand complacency

We have found our passage to reality



"With undying life, they have been given an opportunity to seize all control and cast infinite blackness over man. This is the end of time, and they will forever chant..."



[Both]:

A fervent presence once masked is now unveiled

The darkness all consuming

An end to divinity, for we are many

A fervent presence once masked is now unveiled

The darkness all consuming

An end to divinity, for we are legion
Track Name: Rot & Decay
Bourne of Flies, behold the forthcoming

With the sabbath complete, thine child of waste

Release the horde from your wake



Rise from the crucifix,

With the will of wrath you shall suffer the path of the abyssal black

A fresh soul sentenced to death, condemned to wander the Infernos of the Damned

Infantile innocence stolen from the mind

Devoured by the abhorrence calling from within

You are the talisman



A bastard father underneath the wings, a soul sold for a passage to the Earth

The legion's flock into the heart of God

Pouring horror with its every wake

A chassis to bear the weight of a thousand

Forming from within the myiasis

Host, do you understand your purpose?



With your flesh given embodiment, there is passage to reality

It's with this we shall soil all that is holy

For you are the embodiment of rot and decay



"Bourne of Flies, behold the forthcoming..."



Born anew is the gateway awaited for millennia

The shackles lifted grants the fall of Anno Domini



Die for their sacred being

Life given to the legionary

Burn for their archetype

Life given to the legionary



The throne shall sit on top of bones and decay

There will be no place left for disease like you

Understand you are nothing different host

Merely a pawn underneath my wing

A stairwell of corpses shall stack to the gate for what you procreate

It is then, your bodies will suffocate in the sulfur

Relapsed to a drone of demonic intent



Nothing but Rot & Decay

Morsel for the throne

An everlasting stain

Rot & Decay
Track Name: The Stairwell ft Dan Watson
Destined for death



A being never suspected by man

Inclined to believe in a single power, each of malevolent grandeur

Now, peer into the eyes of the devil

Mesmerized, do you see the flame's reside?



Legions flock out of the corpse,

The daemons burst forth

Armed at the flesh by nail and thorn

Aeons of primordial desire,

Now awakened by an offering of fire

This shall be the end

No mortal could predetermine this inevitable extinction



Added fodder to the pile,

Deemed for me to feast

Filthy and sub-servant, worth less than the dirt beneath your feet

Given understanding



Damn the souls to burn in the chambers of Hell,

While the integument provides for the stairwell

All shall be deceived,

Received by the hands of suffering



All shall be deceived,

Received by the hands of suffering



The true king will soon crush Him underneath His wrath

The grace of your lord is not found in death



Now fall to your knees

Scream - it will not save you

Forsaken, mistaken

Devoured by the blackening of the sun



Kill



A being never suspected by man

Inclined to believe in a single power, each of malevolent grandeur

Now, peer into the eyes of the devil

Mesmerized, do you see the flame's reside?



Released upon the world

The massacre inaugurates

Torn at the flesh by tooth and nail,

Corpses pile, they accumulate

Denounced as mortar for the ultimate structure

This shall be the end

No mortal could predetermine this inevitable extinction



Forsaken, mistaken

Hark his demand



[Dan Watson]:

I've been waiting for this day in darkness

Wondering what I will say to the one who has forsaken me, the one who has cast me astray

You favor a failed creation

Only fear brings them back to contrition

Forgiving them for the sins they commit

by damning me to a bottomless pit

Mercy

I will show you the mercy that you showed me

None

Murder the father and black out the sun



Black Star - silencing the reign of mortal life

Engulfing the Earth’s surface in fire and blood

A Stairwell breaching the veil of Heaven
Track Name: Lord of Flies ft Tom Barber
The perpetual fire shimmers before all that lives and dies

Legions of fallen angels gather unparalleled, stalking in the dusk of light

As death strikes into those who defend ignorance and deceit



Bestowed is the fate of hypocrisy;

Crushed underneath me

A cry in the dark before perishing to the mark of blackened beasts, salivating as they claw and rape

The lord of flies exhaling pestilence with every breath

Transient passageways open releasing Hell’s wake - a realm sentenced to the fires of hate



Now tear at the wings of our enemies and cast them down into the flames

Die for the sins you create



The ouroboros encompassing

A kingdom fallen to the darkness forged within

All servants and angels are torn to shreds

With beast-like carnage terror fills their hearts

Bow to your fucking king



Slaughter those in our way

Leave no saint unscathed

Their numbers dwindling

Cast into the flames



[Tom Barber]:

And now you see now I’m far from myth

And now you feel the fear - I am the obelisk

Forged from the fire - the hatred of man

All enveloped in the shadow I bring death to this land

Breathe deep for only ashes will cleanse your lungs

Mouths wide open - bring forth razors to the tongue

Acid winds will pull the flesh from the bone



(I claw at the eyes of the sun, blackening out the reign of man. Releasing my ancient hate upon this realm. Burdened by waste and pain, I am baptized in the blood of mortality.)



As above / so below

The final hour approaches with the dying of the light

As within / so without

Humanity becomes enslaved - bound to an ancient hate



Collapsing from the loss of blood,

The voices of hatred howl in forsaken tongues

Destined as the oracles of annihilation

Damned to remain helpless, consumed are the worthless



Into the palace,

The pelts of innocent souls are flayed

Striped and maimed, unworthy of peace as the eyes are hollowed and ate

There will be no bargains - there will be only darkness as the Great devourer consumes the will of your fucking souls



A righteous genocide

Bring me the coward alive

Given the death of life,

Bring me the father of Christ



Enslaved for an eternity, shrouded by the fray of war

Peer within my soulless eyes

Droned by flies, exonerated to a veil of voiceless prison

Into the depths of Sheol, never to return

Sentenced to a grave of undying misery

Held above all is the head of God

Use your eyes and see, servants of the sky, that not all that you believe is what truly appears to be



Decapitated for the masses to see,

Bow in obedience to your true king

I, Beelzebub, cast your lifeless corpse into the void whilst I hold my trophy above mankind

Decapitated for the masses to see,

I am the one who stands above you as you mourn your fallen king

I, Lord of Flies, bestow my reign above the Earth and in the Skies

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