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TOXIC CROSS

by TOXIC CROSS

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D-meck Bought a CD on 11/24 still haven’t gotten it yet. Sent two reminders and have yet to get any response. Took my money and don’t seem to care to send me my CD. Avoid purchasing anything from this “ artist “.
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galandarr Absolutely amazing! Love this band! Can't wait to see them live again! Favorite track: His Sworn Servants.
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1.
The moon now passes between the sun and the earth. This total solar eclipse is the final component for fulfilling the coven's curse. Belial commands his sworn servants to offer up a sacrifice. So carving their victim, they place her on the altar, piece by piece and slice by slice. From Hell, he rises. To walk the left hand path. Carried by cloven hoof. The Beast shall rule on earth at last! "So follow Serpent Saints I have made way for thee. The gates are open wide. To revel in the mortals' misery." Not a one is spared from the demons' infernal might. With the passing of time, total darkness enshrouds what remains of the holy light. From the skulls and the bones of their prey, they construct their Master's throne. "Let it be known that I, and I alone, shall rule these lands that mankind once had roamed!" The minions reply: "Lord, it is rumored that The Nazarene is not yet dead." "How can this be? Bring him to me. I wish to hold the blade that severs the Son of God's head!" He is found hiding in a cellar, naked, with his ribs protruding forth like the crooked cross he shall soon hang upon! Invert the cross and watch him bleed.
2.
Beneath the catacombs. An ancient evil home. The dwelling place of millions of tormented souls. Now come with me through tunnels deep and you shall see the beast that rules this underworld. With goat-like horns and eyes of fire, the great beast acts out all of his perverse desires. He is the serpent Leviathan. The horde of the dead chant his name in unison. This, my blood, raining down like fire. I scourge the earth and drain its lifeblood into my own veins. This, my flesh: take and eat it all. Forbidden, putrid flesh. Clawing at their throats, they writhe and fall. Bow before me. I am your God now. Ye who wallow in willful ignorance. I mock your creed, piss in the wounds of your dying savior, and wipe my ass with your sacred texts. Pillage the heavens. Prepare them for the reckoning. This, my blood, raining down like fire. I scourge the earth and drain its lifeblood into my own veins. This, my flesh: take and eat it all. Forbidden, putrid flesh. Clawing at their throats, they writhe and fall. "Fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell. For this, is the second death." (Matthew 10:28)
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Cryogenocide 04:21
Cryogenically frozen. Pronounced legally dead. Remnants of cellular brain functionality. Transported to the suspension facility. Pack the body in ice. Inject with chemicals. Removing cellular liquids. Replacing with a glycerol mixture. Vitrification. Suspended animation. Blue bodies encapsulated, as far as the eye can see. Emaciated. Waiting for the day of revival. Another life, a better world, a second chance. Years pass and the time has come for the cryofreeze to be undone. Let’s fucking do this. Right now. . One hundred years into the future and everything’s fucked. Wartorn, the stench of rotting flesh and burning earth. Children cling to the corpses of their mothers, screaming at you and the others, begging to be saved. You wish you had never been thawed, that you had never been born. The sight is unbearable. What led humanity on this path of destruction? Destroying itself and its home. De-evolving into a primitive form. One hundred years into the future and everything’s fucked. Wartorn, the stench of rotting flesh and burning earth. Children cling to the corpses of their mothers, screaming at you and the others, begging to be saved. You wish you had never been thawed, that you had never been born. The sight is unbearable. We are doomed!
4.
This is the future. A new world order. A single religion to rule them all. Allegiance. Unbelievers slain. In Christ's holy name. Sing the praises of your Christian king. "Hallelujah. The apocalypse. He shall return. The rapture nears." Tyranny! For the Bible tells me so. March with us in unison. We desire the death of the godless soul. Hold him. Let us question his beliefs. "For whom do you take to a knee?" "To neither God nor man, I believe in me." Shatter his knees and force him to bow. What shall the unbeliever believe now? Hate the sinner and punish his sin. Cast him into the lions' den! Look to the clouds. A great trumpet sounds. On a white horse, and adorn in pelts our Lord God, he rides. From heaven to earth, through the glory of this crimson sky. With a sword drawn, he prepares for rapture. The Christian saints now bow before their holy master. Millions of throats slit like sheep in the pasture. Only one is spared: the innocent baby born in rapture. A single child born alone to fucking suffer! For the transgressions of his mother and his father. God ponders, "could man really be inherently vile?" As he places mankind's hope of survival in a single child. There is no fucking hope.
5.
A disciple of the end times. My god is hatred realized. He dwelleth within the marrow. His word becometh flesh. I am his messenger. Cast a blind eye to the vile nevermore. Unsheathe the sword of judgment. Perversion enslaves them to acts of evil. But in my shadow they will cower like dogs. And like dogs, they will return to their vomit. Without a father, a son, or a spirit. There is no trinity. No divinity. I will crush them. All are beneath me. I am the god that never was. The buzzards feast upon the corpses of the damned. They rip at the flesh and gnaw at the bone. This is their Hell. Welcome to Hell. And like dogs, they will return to their vomit. Without a father, a son, or a spirit. There is no trinity. No divinity. I will crush them. All are beneath me. I am the god that never was. All are beneath me! The holy, the pious, the chapel of scum. The father, the spirit, and his bastard son. All are beneath me. All are beneath me. All are beneath me. ALL ARE BENEATH ME!
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Break into the cemetery. A necrophiliac - nothing could scare me. Dead flesh: the sick desire. A rotting corpse to set my soul on fire. Couldn't have picked a better night. A pale moon casts its shining light. Shovel in hand, digging up earth. To fulfill an urge so perverse. Six feet down: there lay nothing. Bolts of lightning strike and thunder boom. A silhouette moves in the light of the moon. An eerie whisper, "who is this who violates my tomb?" All dressed in black, she follows a pathway through the rising mist. She reveals herself as the ghost of the grave: a great Salem witch. Though burned at the stake, in death, she lives through a wicked mystic force. For my grave defiled, I shall place this curse with no remorse. Bolts of lightning strike and thunder boom. A silhouette moves in the light of the moon. An eerie whisper, "who is this who violates my tomb?" A life lived oblivious. Plagued by the most vile of lust. A soul cursed by a wicked witch. "When your body dies, your soul is mine. For all of time I shall make you suffer." "I shall make you wish you'd never been born. I shall make you regret all the things you've done. I shall make you wish for hell, for this is far worse: the eternal curse of the wicked witch." "Your soul is mine!"

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released May 15, 2018

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TOXIC CROSS Portland, Maine

TOXIC CROSS is a 5-piece death/thrash metal band from Maine, featuring ex-members of Last Chance to Reason, Hallowed Butchery, & Terrible Old Man.

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