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There Is None

by Bog Studios

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havegoals You knew it would be good. It is. Favorite track: Bleeding Through Space And Time.
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HELL AUTOMATED AND AGGRESSIVE MINDLESS DEVICES OF WAR AND DEATH VIOLENT FAR OUT BEYOND EXCESSIVE WOUNDED WAR CRIES SOAR THERE IS NONE THE HIVEMIND TALKS IN LEGION THERE IS NONE NO SUCH THINGS LIKE TREASON HELLBOUND LIKE CATTLE TO THE SLAUGHTER STRICTLY HERDED LIKE TIMID SHEEP LEFT TO LIVE IN ROTTEN SQUALOR ONLY HOPE IS LEFT TO KEEP THERE IS NONE THE HIVEMIND TALKS IN LEGION THERE IS NONE NO SUCH THINGS LIKE TREASON VISIONS OF SOMETHING GREATER SING IN OUR TERRIFIED MINDS TO US SELF, WE WERE THE TRAITOR A FUTURE TRULY UNKIND THERE IS NONE THE HIVEMIND TALKS IN LEGION THERE IS NONE NO SUCH THINGS LIKE TREASON
2.
Written by Bjørnar Kristiansen SYMBIOTIC ANTILIFE NO NEED TO PITY US OUR CURSE, OUR STRIFE TO ALL THINGS HOLY TRULY TREASONOUS NO NEED TO PITY US OUR BLOOD, OUR LIFE TO ALL THINGS HOLY WHEN THE VOID MEETS FLESH BLASPHEMY OF CREATION VOID MEETS FLESH EXUBERANT SENSATION THE VOID MEETS FLESH VOID MEETS FLESH LUNGS AND HEART COLLAPSE NO NEED FOR SUCH DEVICES THE STRING OF SANITY SNAPS ENJOY OUR SACRIFICES WHERE THERE ONCE WAS LIFE THERE IS ONLY A SHELL UNDER THE SURGICAL KNIFE INTO THE BLACK WE FELL VOID MEETS FLESH VOID MEETS FLESH SYMBIOTIC ANTILIFE NO NEED TO PITY US OUR CURSE, OUR STRIFE TO ALL THINGS HOLY TRULY TREASONOUS NO NEED TO PITY US OUR BLOOD, OUR LIFE TO ALL THINGS HOLY WHEN THE VOID MEETS FLESH BLASPHEMY OF CREATION VOID MEETS FLESH EXUBERANT SENSATION THE VOID MEETS FLESH VOID MEETS FLESH FLESH
3.
Written by Bjørnar Kristiansen WALK WITH ME THROUGH HELL A CRUMBLED SHALLOW HUSK (SHELL? :s) SIGHT BEYOND THE MORTAL MAN AN HOURGLASS WITHOUT THE SAND VOID IS HOME TO CHOKE UPON VOID IS LOVE TO VOMIT ON VOID IS HOME TO CHOKE UPON VOID IS LOVE (LADY DON`T HURT ME xD) FEROCIOUS INCARNATION UNIVERSAL PROCREATION THIS PLANE WITHOUT THE BORDERS A MAGNITUDE OF HORRORS VOID IS HOME TO CHOKE UPON VOID IS LOVE TO VOMIT ON VOID IS HOME TO CHOKE UPON VOID IS LOVE PEACE AS INSIDE DEATH DEATH DEATH DEATH VOID IS HOME VOID IS HOME VOID IS HOME, HIS HOME VOID IS HOME, HIS HOME VOID IS HOME VOID IS HOME VOID IS HOME, HIS HOME VOID IS HOME, HIS HOME A TAPESTRY OF FLESH STEEL AND BONE MESH A DISASTER VISION APOCALYPTIC COLLISIONS VOID IS HOME TO CHOKE UPON VOID IS LOVE TO VOMIT ON VOID IS HOME TO CHOKE UPON VOID IS LOVE PEACE AS INSIDE DEATH
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Written by Bjørnar Kristiansen OPEN THE FLOODGATE DROWN YOURSELF IN HATE THE SPILLWAYS SPEW THE FLUIDS COVER YOU A BLESSING IN DISGUISE AN UNWANTED COMPROMISE FAILING TO REALIZE THIS IS OUR INESCAPABLE DEMISE YOU WILL NEVER SUCCEED I TERMINATE AND MAKE YOU BLEED YOUR ESSENCE IS WHAT I NEED THAT LITTLE SHIMMER ALL THIS TIME YOU KNEW AS THE MONOLITHS GREW THAT TIME WAS TO DIE SOMETHING YOU CAN NOT DENY THE TRUMPETS SCREAM THE STARS NO LONGER GLEAM WHILE YOU SUFFER ALOUD BEHIND THIS BLASPHEMOUS SHROUD YOU WILL NEVER SUCCEED I TERMINATE AND MAKE YOU BLEED YOUR ESSENCE IS WHAT I NEED THAT LITTLE SHIMMER YOUR MEMORIES FADE A PASSAGE UNWANTED A FATE UTTERLY TAUNTED NO CHANCE FOR RELEASE THE END IS YOUR FATAL DISEASE THE END IS YOUR FATAL DISEASE THE END IS YOUR FATAL DISEASE THE END IS YOUR FATAL DISEASE THAT LITTLE SHIMMER LITTLE SHIMMER LITTLE SHIMMER LITTLE SHIMMER
5.
Written by Bjørnar Kristiansen THIS CULT OF GASOLINE DRONES OF ATROPHY INFORMATION OVERLOAD MANIFEST IN CODE THE UNHEARD SCREAM OF THE CRIMSON SEED BLEEDS THROUGH SPACE AND TIME AN ENDLESS MOUNTAIN TO BE CLIMBED DIGITAL CENOTAPHS SHRINE TO THAT ONCE WAS EVOLUTION EXORCIZED SYMPATHY DEMONIZED WE WALK THE TRAMPLED PATH WITH A BLINDING WRATH DRIVEN BY THE OBSTRUCTED FUTURE IS UNCERTAIN ATROCITIES BLEEDING THROUGH SPACE AND TIME ATROCITIES BLEEDING THROUGH SPACE AND TIME WE WALK THE TRAMPLED PATH WITH A BLINDING WRATH DRIVEN BY THE OBSTRUCTED IN THE ABSENCE OF MORALITY THE CROWN RESTS ON THE BRUTALITY MENTAL ILLNESS REIGNS OVER ALL FOSSIL FUEL IN OUR VEINS
6.
Written by Bjørnar Kristiansen FROM THE FIRST LIGHT PERFECTION, WE HAVE SEEKED CONSCIOUSNESS DROWNED IN FRIGHT THE STENCH OF FAILURE REEK FROM THE FIRST LIGHT LIKE A LAST DROP OF HONEY ON OUR LIPS WE HAD A CHANCE (TO PERFECT) BUT LIKE WATER FOR A SHIPWRECK IT SANK AWAY FROM THE FIRST LIGHT RITUALS FORGOTTEN AND LOST EXCHANGED WITH BLINDING LIGHTS PAID IN BLOOD AT AN ENORMOUS COST OUR AMBITION, NATURES BLIGHT FROM THE FIRST LIGHT FROM THE FIRST LIGHT
7.
Written by Bjørnar Kristiansen HARVESTING FLESH FOR THEIR NEEDS ENERGY TO BE CONSUMED MAN TREATED LIKE SEEDS IN THE FIELD COMFORT LIES ENTOMBED THE NEW FACTORY IS THE WOMB MADE ONLY TO REPRODUCE ONLY TO BE DRAGGED AWAY FIRST BREATH MET WITH ABUSE AIR IS SCREAMING OF DISMAY ENDLESS HUNGER, ENDLESS THIRST OPEN EYES, OPEN NERVE REMAINS GRINDED TO LIQUIDS SCREAMS OF AGONY DENIED ONE BY ONE - ALL IN SEQUENCE MUTILATION -TO THE GODS A BRIDE - WHAT DOES`NT DIE WOMEN AND CHILDREN FIRST MEN MADE TO OBSERVE ENDLESS HUNGER, ENDLESS THIRST OPEN EYES, OPEN NERVE REMAINS GRINDED TO LIQUIDS SCREAMS OF AGONY DENIED ONE BY ONE - ALL IN SEQUENCE MUTILATION -TO THE GODS, A BRIDE WHAT DOES`NT DIE ENDLESS HUNGER, ENDLESS THIRST OPEN EYES, OPEN NERVE REMAINS GRINDED TO LIQUIDS SCREAMS OF AGONY DENIED ONE BY ONE - ALL IN SEQUENCE MUTILATION -TO THE GODS A BRIDE - WHAT DOES`NT DIE
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Written by Bjørnar Kristiansen MECHANICAL HYBRIDS MARCH SPOKES IN AN ETERNAL WHEEL A PUNISHMENT - COLD AND HARSH COMPLETING THE FINAL SEAL THE HEADLESS MAN SPEAKS LIES FROM THE VENOMOUS MOUTH DOMINATION LEVEL PEAKS WE THIRST FROM ENDLESS DROUGHT MARCH OF THE HYBRIDS PRAYING FOLDED BROKEN HANDS MARCH OF THE HYBRIDS PRAYING FOLDED BROKEN HANDS WE STAND AGAINST EVERYTHING WITH A DEAFENING SOUND TOWERS CRUMBLE, MONOLITH END THE EMPIRE WILL FALL MARCH OF THE HYBRIDS PRAYING FOLDED BROKEN HANDS MARCH OF THE HYBRIDS PRAYING FOLDED BROKEN HANDS BROKEN HANDS FOLDED TO PRAY TO GODS BEREFT OF EMPATHY PRAYERS LEFT TO DECAY THE SWINE GETS NO PENALTY THE HEADLESS MAN SPEAKS LIES FROM THE VENOMOUS MOUTH DOMINATION LEVEL PEAKS WE THIRST FROM ENDLESS DROUGHT TO BE ENDLESS OR NOT TO BE TO BE ENDLESS OR NOT TO BE TO BE ENDLESS OR NOT TO BE OBLITERATION OF TOTAL HUMANITY TO BE ENDLESS OR NOT TO BE TO BE ENDLESS OR NOT TO BE TO BE ENDLESS OR NOT TO BE OBLITERATION OF TOTAL HUMANITY
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Written by Morten R. Müller IF THERE`S A GOD WORTH GIVING FOR THE ONLY ROMANCE IS THE DEATH OF DYING TORCHES ABLAZE EVEN AT NIGHT DEVOURING THE HAZE THAT SEEPS THRU THE BLIGHT I SET OUT WANDERING AND FELL MY SOUL FAILING, NOTHING TO TELL WHEN DEATH DIES WHEN DEATH DIES A FINAL SMILE CHARGING MY LIPS AND FEELING VILE NO, NOT LIKE THIS GRIND MY LOVE AND CRUSH ALL HOPE AND I WILL CLIMB AND MOUNT THE FINAL ROPE WHEN DEATH DIES

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released December 2, 2023

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