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Visions Of A Cursed Warlock

by Verminlord

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Sent by the church to cleanse the Earth, Burning witches, destroying all non-christ imagery in your path, Bow down and repent, it seems so clean. But once eyes have set, she needs ecstasy. She waits in the meadow, With knife and special stone, You wonder where this went wrong, Holding your sword and shield, It’s not heresy, it’s just an older belief. The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes. The ultimate consequence, Can not return with empty hand, About to plunge with sword, Hand shakes and grip is limp. Is this love? Am I a broken sword? Questioning everything, She calls upon her special gift, You make a pledge of dark design Sworn an oath to protect her life Fratricide and murder, all your fellow soldiers Is this your will? Or hers? The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes. The look in her eyes.
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Your sword breaks in my teeth, I drink the blood of your friends, Your shield is cracked and broken. An ocean of blood surrounds your impunities, All your troops are dead, you are alone, I absorb their memories as I consume their souls, I will use your bones to build my throne. A throne of ore and pestilence. Imagine your world and your last thoughts, We build a pyre for your soul, You drown in false reverence, You’re bound by chains, Washed up by the bodies of your friends Your idea of the future Your kingdom has lost, will return to ash, Bow before your King, Bow before your new master. Stampedes of the south, An army of undead and giant ox Where is your savior? We harvest the souls you once loved Fading images of a kingdom, Trapped under a pile of earth, No thoughts safe from destruction. We take what you once held so dear. Your sword breaks in my teeth, I drink the blood of your friends, Your shield is cracked and broken. An ocean of blood surrounds your impunities, All your troops are dead, you are alone, I absorb their memories as I consume their souls, I will use your bones to build my throne. A throne of ore and pestilence.

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Visions Of A Cursed Warlock is a grim tale about an Inquisitor who falls in love with a Sorceress. After several interrogations he learns the error of his hypocritical religion and way of life.

Upon swearing an oath to her, the Inquisitor is consumed by a swarm of bats. After being reborn as a Warlock he returns with a horde of undead oxen to smite the holy city he once swore to protect.

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released March 10, 2017

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Verminlord Los Angeles, California

Verminlord emerged from an earthen dungeon in the Pacific North West and now resides in the Hellscape of Los Angeles

Combining atmospheric depressive black metal with blackened hymns from the darkness.

While the lyrical content and guitar-work paint a dark vision of demonology, and vile knowledge. Vermin Lord is vehemently anti-NSBM/neo-nazi/white supremacy or any form of hate/discrimination.
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