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Nights Of Malice - Throne Of Shame (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)
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Mark Marin
Mark Marin
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Xavier Quiles
Xavier Quiles
Songwriter
Brendan McGrath
Brendan McGrath
Songwriter
Joe Capasso
Joe Capasso
Songwriter

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Pestilence, we've spread the man made plague Venomous thoughts of the sick and depraved Forever haunted by the cries of the dead They tried to warn us, there was nothing to save Reckoning, the day of judgement has come There's nothing left of the cities but dust Ghosts of the frontline who've perished in vein Satisfying the empire's bloodlust Flames of purification in the name of freedom Bludgeoning to the sound of the war drum Citizens bow to their sadistic and myopic leaders Feeding them filth and lies they can bleed for Pray for resolution that we'll never see 'cause in their eyes We are nothing and we all deserve to fucking die False prophets speak for the Father Wearing death like a Medal of Honor Digging graves for your sons and your daughters The blind will lead the blind to the slaughter All shall soon witness the long awaited end of times As they force our nations down tightropes to their demise Our Father, in heaven, hallowed be thy name Your kingdom's burning as you rest upon your throne of shame Reckoning, the day of judgement has come There's nothing left of the cities but dust Ghosts of the frontline who've perished in vein Satisfying the empire's bloodlust Pestilence, we've spread the man made plague Venomous thoughts of the sick and depraved Forever haunted by the cries of the dead They tried to warn us, there was nothing to save Death, the ravenous merchant, hath no hope or care Grinning as the apocalypse draws near When this bleeding world breathes it's final breath You'll see, even Death, himself will shed a tear False prophets speak for the Father Wearing death like a Medal of Honor Digging graves for your sons and your daughters The blind will lead the blind to the slaughter All shall soon witness the long awaited end of times As they force our nations down tightropes to their demise Our Father, in heaven, hallowed be thy name Your kingdom's burning as you rest upon your throne of shame Flames of purification in the name of freedom, bludgeoning to the sound of the war drum Citizens bow to their sadistic and myopic leaders Feeding them filth and lies they can bleed for Pray for resolution that we'll never see 'cause in their eyes We are nothing and we all deserve to fucking die Death, the ravenous merchant, hath no hope or care Grinning as the apocalypse draws near When this bleeding world breathes it's final breath You'll see, even Death, himself will shed a tear
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