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from Stampede by Nightkin



Stampede of the miserable filth
They breed, they grow, consume all
Resource-hungry wasteful fools
Ignorant of the mighty tools
Destroyers of the world we've built
Oblivious to the blood spilt
Deniers of the change they've wrought
Gluttonous pigs wallow in rot
My disgust can't be controlled

Cleave a path through the flesh
The harvester will thresh
No one will care
When reserves lie bare

Famine and disease will spread rapidly
The source of our needs crippled by complacency

Nightfall, the twilight of existence
The worthless lust for irrevelant tripe

Oh how you wish things could be different
Dry your tears and accept your final sentence
No sympathy will be shown in your final moments
Nothing can reverse this, no measure of atonement


The future, an endless abyss
Annihilation - futile to resist

Stampede of the living bodies
Terror in their eyes, knowing hope has died
Stampede of the frantic and destroyed
Fear has taken hold, watch apocalypse unfold

Watch your world crumble
The gaping maw has doubled
Impossible to dismiss
You're staring into the abyss
No turning back now
Your crimes you've disavowed
This journey is at an end
In blackness, descend


from Stampede, released September 26, 2016


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Blackened Death Metal by way of Detroit and Boston.

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