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Age of Obliteration

by Wasted Heretics

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Called out to gather Deities of life and death Before them stands judged an infested land Swarmed and wreathing with infection Terror is born For it is time It is now here It is how it appears Overdue for a purge For the good of the earth Summon wrath from the very bowels Of this planet This infection must vanish Convalesce from the damage As it’s earned the right to have it The tide recedes and where the earth meets the ocean Revealed a sealed tomb now cracked and broken From within its depths there is a shuffle and a hiss A sleeping beast has now awoken For a millenia it has slumbered Shut away from this world until its final days were numbered It's only reason for existence Restore this world Eliminate all infections For it is time It is now here It is how it appears Overdue for a purge For the good of the earth Summon wrath from the very bowels Of this planet This infection must Vanish What is this A world warped in ignorance Neglect the essence Considered it a blessing I have Conquered and collected Countless souls Chaos drips from my lips Now that I have risen from this pit You are no longer permitted to exist Summoned by the call of death Abomination of innocence The seal of damnation Has become broken The human race and its nations Subject to mutilation The tide recedes and where the earth meets the ocean Revealed a sealed tomb now cracked and broken From within its depths there is a shuffle and a hiss A sleeping beast has now awoken For a millennia it has slumbered Shut away from this world until its final days were numbered It's only reason for existence Restore this world Eliminate all infections
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Putrid maggot filth Lesser than the worm Scavenger Defiler I am born of a nameless mist The lurker of the gate Beware what it is you seek Truth leaves destruction in its wake I am the lurker Past, present, future I am of them all behold I transcend god You would flee Like a coward from a scene Grotesque Delve into the inmost secrets Behind, beneath, within all dreams Now stand if you dare Before the gate of truth Veil still unrent Before your eyes My madness will Rip you to shreds Expose the feeble Earthly lies Empires you built Crumble and collapse Ravenous Repenter I am born of a nameless mist The lurker of the gate Beware what it is you seek Truth leaves destruction in its wake I am the lurker Past, present, future I am of them all behold I transcend god Should you lose yourself, your definite being No higher anguish can one find Step through this gate revealed to you Remove the veil before your eyes Now free of your mind The truth no longer hides Enlightened Doomsayer In the vast beyond our world Shapes of darkness seize and bind I am the vast beyond our world And I say to you, death is peace of mind In the vast beyond our world The madness will release your binds I am the vast beyond our world You will know death is peace of mind I am spirit of Desolation Sire of Blasphemy The lurker Past, present, future The holder of the key A guide to open Your feeble mind I am The lurker Revealer of The mystery That freedom you may find The lurker
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Promise of revelation A freeing of mind Endlessly I wander Lost to all time To that which I seek I am blind The depths that I reach into Beckon me to sign Far beyond the depths permitted By our minds to comprehend Perceiving shrouded forms of a reality Pervaded by thoughts that have invaded Our minds as we begin to transcend To discover the nightmare Within the dream Daemon, lord of bedlam Sultan, the one who rules O'er stars Great rejector Of elder gods claim Dreaming, ever seething Blind within chaos sleeping Dreamer conceiving Nightmare Restless slumber Reality encumbered A parallel deceivingly intertwined with reality Never the connection made to do so would to be to Decimate Everything we have known and loved Lost and remade If ever to awaken from this restless slumber We shall exist no more Faceless, crawling through the void Pharaoh to chaos, stalking our life Our very purpose, a fragment Of its sleeping mind Awakened we die Speak not its name Its book do not sign It is not divine With your blood it will bind Fade into chaos, become the void In my dreams, pulled along Fate perpetually draws me on In the vast, beyond time Shapes of darkness gnaw and bind In my dreams, pulled along Fate perpetually draws me on To the black, cosmic throne Where sounds of madness drift and drone Enticingly the vast before my trodden path Beckoning Broaden the horizons within my dreams Sleep is my reality Fading to a world that we see I am lost to even to me What is behind this blackened door Beyond it I cannot fathom the answers to the questions Unknown to my own consciousness A warning, a promise, a price to pay My blood it requests for me to know what is behind reality A parallel deceivingly intertwined with reality Never the connection made to be so would to be to Decimate Everything we have known and loved Lost and remade If ever to awaken from this restless slumber We shall exist no more Far beyond the depths permitted By our minds to comprehend Promise of revelation A freeing of the mind To that which I seek I am blind The depths I reach into Beckon me to sign Dare speak not its name Enslaved my life would be It is not divine Awakened we die
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God doesn’t have a plan. There is no plan at all, no god. There’s nothing but chaos, pain and deceit. People are malicious, evil. Torn asunder Under a dying sun Bled of all meaning Start the clock We've begun to rot Tick tock goes the apocalypse clock This earth will not rest until it stops Humanity ripe time to harvest this crop This curse on earth will be undone Our time now fading Perception now failing Tick tock goes the apocalypse clock This earth will not rest until it stops Fowl beasts will rise, and the bombs will drop This curse on earth will be undone Sentenced to end wreathing in agony Melting from volcanoes erupting Drowning as the oceans are rising Suffocating, the ashes overtaking Ripped piece by piece by the beasts There will be no return from this Time for a new world to exist Eight billion bodies Lifeless, strewn upon the earth Split, flayed, charred, perverse Rendered inert An all encompassed apocalyptic Forms of every prophetic Predicted annihilation Our mortal life's eradication A comprehensive pallet of mutilation Death and destruction The amalgamation of ravenous cause Returned in equivalent effect As the inferno asserts its rage Four quakes will give way This earth it will break Oceans shall rise and quell the flames Forty days of smoke and haze All remaining life suffocates Planetary apoptosis Defect detected Sequence initiated Left to eternal rest The clock stops God doesn’t have a plan. There is no plan at all, no god. Life is nothing but a trial. And the world is doomed to be destroyed.
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Here I stand Living, once dead My world left burning Once again Resurrected Whispers once carried on the wind Fall silent, as all hope ends This council within my head No longer concerned With why I live Silently observing Learning truths I have been one of torment I am of loss and gain Here I stand Yet once again Silently observing Learning truths I have been tortured I am in search of an end Here I stand Yet once again Exhausted with all aspects of this planet Watching and learning Concluded what life is yearning For purpose, for pride To satisfy the vile creature deep within Progress retracted The cost to problematic As through by the will of an unknown hand Here I stand, living, once dead My world left burning Once again I am resurrected The tragedy of a ticking clock Solidified absolution of our past Brings about predicted Failure in our future To short our span of life Devoid of all ability to comprehend Lessons born In history, our victory is our loss The egotistical human being indulgently Decreeing Feeding sanctified vilification From reality, fleeing The case now closed Motive left unknown The clergy has concluded I am to suffer alone Again, and again Never to reach an end As though by the will of some unknown hand Here I stand Resurrected Burn the cause Embrace effect Weave new fabrics Invoke lost dynamics Accept the fate Of mortality Rejoin the stream As accumulated energy
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released October 7, 2021

Vocals- Michael Pichula
Bass- Alyxx Frayne
Guitar- Reid Paraszczynec
Guitar- Ryan Hunter
Drums- Carly Brown

Artwork By Erskine Designs
Recorded, Mixed, & Mastered by Reid Paraszczynec
Drums Recorded by Johnny Vincent, Dynamic Studios.

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Wasted Heretics is a melodic death metal band that refuses to be confined by the typical boundaries of death metal. The music is a dense mix of diverse styles and influences. While being heavily rhythm and groove oriented, there is still a strong emphasis on melody and technical proficiency. ... more

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