Obliviora from Obliviora by Devine Defilement

Fuck the sweet sound of silence
I crave the clamor of conquering
Be blessed by violence
The resolution of your fears

Pleasures of flesh
A longing touch
Awaits at the embrace
Of death

There is no hardship
In the arms
of nonexistence

Displays of naked force
A game of fear and loathing
Our desire reflected in
Sightless eyes that hate the light

A never-ending struggle
Battles of will and fury
Litanies of resentment
The wages of sin

A rejection of fate
Symmetry in dysfunction
Ruminations in ruin
So far down we have gone
Spasms in choking smoke
Revulsion in the face of hope

You felt it coming

The sneering grin
of your own mind

Relentless assaults
of your senses

There never shall be
Reprieve

We hunger for the light of day
We hunger for the warmth
Yet we deny ourselves
We seek the cold embrace of night
Yet we deny ourselves
Yet we deny ourselves

Displays of naked force
A game of fear and loathing
Our desire reflected in
Sightless eyes that hate the light

• Death Metal
• Deathcore
• Metal
• slam
• Reykjavík