Crisis - Acrimonious



     
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Crisis Lyrics


You that I despise
Repentance of sorts
Death comes naturally
Not from a hated war
Repentance
Repentance of faith
Repentance of hope
Repentance of hate
Not my war
Soldiers marching on
Not my war
Soldiers marching on
On your feet! Crisis at hand
On your feet soldier! Crisis at hand
On your feet soldier!
On your feet motherfucker!
Not my war
Soldiers marching on

Not my war
Soldiers marching on
Crisis
Crisis
Crisis
Not my war
Soldiers marching on
Not my war
Soldiers marching on
Crisis
Crisis
Crisis
Crisis

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The union of Acrimonious exalts the four hundred ninety six thousand yellow eyes of Levyatan through mantras and mandalas, executed through guitar, drum and oracular voice. "Musick! Lift up my Sacrifice!"
Thus sang the Lapis Flute for Djann,
"And at my Word, let fall the Blade
Upon the ripen'd field of Man.
Let Old Adam bend beneath the Scythe
And grant the New his bloody tithe."
Thus sang the Voice of Azrvan!
(By Andrew Chumbley)
Line-up: Cain Letifer- Luciferian Division via Prophecy, Dervishi-Madness and Orphic Dreaming.

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