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Warlocks Of The Mangrove
06:46
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Warlocks of the Mangrove
Tonight the rain pours hermetic
In the mangrove, its Mabon night
Gathered to perform invocations
The warlocks start the ritual
Presence of spirits forbidden
Some are for good, some are for evil.
Suddenly the rain is no more
Across the sky, a fireball
Its ligth unveils a scene
Of witches and warlocks making the obscene
Presence of spirits forbidden
Some are for good, some are for evil.
Sorcery
Witches
Debauchery
Whit the warlocks of the mangrove
The spirits are very grateful
Our bodies are tired and weak
The carnal ritual is over
We are the warlocks of the mangrove.
We are the warlocks of the mangrove
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Temple Of The Crow
08:23
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Temple Of The Crow
Lost in the dark woods
In the gloom of the night
I hear a storm coming and roaring
Thunders
An eerie croaking sound
Urge me to a cave
I cannot control my body,
Mislead
In the temple of the crow
lost myself and lost my soul
In the temple of the crow
A obscure force lurk in their halls
I’m where the altar is placed
I see a flock of black birds
They're gathering arround me
forming a massive winged shade!
It has monstrous black wings
it commands me to kill.
It has monstrous black wings
And command me to kill.
It has monstrous black wings
it commands me to kill.
It has monstrous black wings.
In the temple of the crow
lost myself and lost my soul
In the temple of the crow
I'm worshiping the black crow god.
In the temple of the crow
I'm worshiping the black crow god
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Rotting Beneath The Sun
11:41
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Rotting beneath the sun
Every day comes and goes
the sun rises above earth
baneful divinity lashing life
voyeur gloating of misery
bringing overage burden
to monotonous existences
fierce flashes burning the flesh
of those condemned to die
below their incandescent
and rageous executioner
wretched souls rot
automaton creatures
born to suffer without course
with the smell of pain
running through their putrid skin
canvases scorched by sunlight
there's no chance to escape
the sun spreads its fire
all over the earth like a hunter
unmerciful chasing their victims
The skin is shed from our bodies
Burns until we take our last breath
The arrival of death is imminent
We all die rotten from the sun
rotting beneath the sun
There is not hope
In this putrid world
Living hell on earth
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Electric Cult Heroica Veracruz, Mexico
Electric Cult comenzó originalmente a mediados de 2015 por iniciativa de Ángel Ochoa (guitarra) y Guillermo Pérez (batería), sin embargo diferentes situaciones fueron postergando el poder avanzar con el proyecto, el cual se retomaría a mediados de 2017, siendo el mes de agosto cuando tomaría forma la banda al integrarse Rafael Llanes en el bajo y David Reyes en la voz, debutando el 14 de octubre. ... more
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