The travelers say that pureblood is the one who saves
As stories tell his juices will cleanse us
Eradicate the pest, save tomorrow
Discovered by the hooded men
Battered, broken and then chained
There I lay
A glowworm in the night
Gluttonous hunger that consumes
A reminiscence of hope
Hope that's fading
The ailment spread by vicious plague
Watch your precious children perish in agony
Writhe and twist your bones
Cracking every last piece until your souls are lost
A stranger hid within these walls
Frustration only grows
And now the empress
The royal whore requires the cure
They lashed me as some kind of dog
To bring me to her chambers so she can hear me bark
Blade dances on my skin
I see her rotten teeth as healing vial is being filled
With my blood
With my blood
And when she takes a sip
Her face is changed
She pukes red mud
The cure is tainted
For I'm no fucking pureblood
I am no holy pureblood
Oh such a frantic chaos in these rooms
The slaves are rushing to their aid but they won't save their masters
I chortle at the sight of their entrail being puked
This is a sign of things to come
A pestilence
Sinless shall weep
And weep they will
Sinful hymns
Sinless shall weep
And weep they will
Our sinful hymns
Another scorcher from the phenomenal one-man black metal outfit STARER, with mind-flaying riffs and eerie tremolo-picked melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 31, 2023