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Ritual Suicide

from Nocturnal Progression by Skitchrist

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The time is now. Gather your children, and assemble in the streets. Abandon possessions; you no longer dwell on the
infestations of human kind. Follow the horde leading straight to my feet. Kneel down before me and reach within. Clench
your heart; rip it out, and ingest it. Let your flaws consume your soul.
Now, his grace will crawl helplessly through miles of grief; waist deep in sin. Drowning in this colossal failure; this
pathetic circus built in his name. Oh, his grace will crawl before the abomination I've assembled from the scraps of a
failed creation. Blessed father; the feast of a king! A monument of entrails; a haunting reflection. Livers, brain stems,
colons, intestines, heaved on the pile! Construction of an offering.

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from Nocturnal Progression, released July 7, 2013

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LIKE PARASITES TO AN UNWILLING HOST, WE DRAIN THE LIFE FROM OUR ONLY CHANCE AT HOPE.

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