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LIBERATIA releases their second single from their upcoming album "The Keeper", coming this spring/summer We hope you enjoy it! like and share if you do! let it be heard! Contest details outlined on our facebook page for an amazing prize, be sure to check it out! Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Jacob Gregory at Arora Music Studios in Comox, BC, Canada Produced by Liberatia LYRICS ------------------------------------------------------------- Come my brothers of the morbid choir, In the name of progress we shall burn and rot A martyrdom for the extensive qualms Of all our phratry which won't be soon forgot The voluntary sacrifice made wary to the Holy leaders of the growing plague. The violence compels the miscreant To put a bullet through his head. Oh As the fire rips through our bones Self-immolation will make our words known Chard bodies lie blackened in mud None shall extinguish the flame But blood, but blood Sacrifice is burdened to entice, the rich and powerful we will dethrone And when the day turns dusk, and they've belittled us, we shall then burn our flesh from bone. Avert your eyes from the infectious lies Of your government which feeds you filth And when all is left is plague disease and dead We shall cease this beast by it's head Oh As the fire rips Through our bones Self-immolation Will make our words known Chard bodies lie blackened in mud None shall extinguish the flame But blood, But blood This is the smell of victory, of victory, of kerosene. This is a time of harboring, They all shall speak of what we bring. We all are set to die, Upon this fateful night, Beneath the stars and holy sky, In Front of scorn and Watchful eyes. We all are set ablaze, Inferno melts their gaze, Come my brothers rise Rise The time has come... Oh Ss the fire rips Through our bones Self-immolation Will make our words known Chard bodies lie blackened in mud None shall extinguish the flame But blood ------------------------------------------------------- Lyrics by Trylan Foulkes Additional Lyrics by Aiden Shepherd Death metal Thrash metal metal