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Feverish Haze (Intro)
01:37
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Dreameater
03:08
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Fall to sleep, lay your head down
I have come to claim your dreams
Consuming every last nightmare
Not even leaving faint memories
Sustaining myself
On what you see at night
Ever lasting agony
Caught in my sight
I can feel the source fading to black
Empty vessel kept past usefulness
Brainless
A walking husk of human
Aimless
Stealing your aspirations
Faceless
Idenity unmade
Nameless
Forgotten traveler
Waking up deaf blind and bound
now a useless hollowed shell
Welcome to a living nightmare
(eeerrrrrggggg)
I am the dream eater
I am the dream eater
Devourer of your subconcious
Feasting on wanderers
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Vials of Wrath
03:29
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Doom along the vast horizon
Mounted upon a steed of pestilence
Come to bring the end of days
The black hand comes to grip you
Thrown to the pit of dieseased
They were given power over a fourth
of the earth
to kill by sword, famine,
plague, and the wild
beasts of the woods.
Crows circle the townsfolk
Waiting for a meal to pass
Children fed to the dogs of war
Cast from their mothers hands
I looked, and beheld, an ashen horse;
and he who sat upon it the one named Death;
and Hades followed with him.
Smelling of gangrenous flesh
Taking what it wills
Rotted flesh eating away the limbs that're left
Jaws agape, swallowing the souls of the perished
Seven broken seals
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Visceral Rage
03:22
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Crimson overwhelming the senses,
Hatred enveloping it's host.
The scent of blood hangs in the air
At the shores, of an ocean filled with vicera
Batheing in its glory
I baptize myself
I baptize myself
Truly able to see
this posession has taken me
Commanding the possesing soul
I have become whole
Arisen from the red waters
Born of the essence of demons
Spitting blood of napalm
feeling it burn the veins
Rage fuels me completely
Vengence my creed
The understanding of its power
The crimson light
The crimson light
I am atrocity known as hate
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Haunted
04:06
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Colder than ice,
But sweating from every pore,
As if I'm harboring poltergeists,
Deep within my core.
Hypothermia starts to settle,
Deep within my chest,
Rib cage of black ice,
From my immoral guest.
I see the smoke rising
from my frozen breath,
A vapor filled embodiment,
Of the possessing death.
Hearing the whispers call,
To my suicidal tendencies,
Loading the pistol
feel it against me teeth
I feel my psyche cracking,
Beneath all the weight,
Of a dark passenger,
Turning me to what I hate.
Hearing the whispers call,
To my suicidal tendencies,
Surrender all ambitions,
And bite the bullet now,
At least I have this little voice,
To stop and show me how.
Cold steel exorcism
One shot to put me down
Cold steel exorcism
One shot to put me down
Flowing out the back of my head,
a feeling of true warmth
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Bog Wraith Lansing, Michigan
Formed in Lansing, Michigan in the summer of 2016, Bog Wraith is a Deathcore quartet influenced by Slam, Black Metal, Death Metal, and Hardcore.
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