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Fear Is The Blessing
Released 2025-10-03 309 days ago
Country Port Elizabeth, South Africa
Average Color
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Fear Is The Blessing Cover
1628
Total Words
549
Unique Words
40m 4s
Duration
40.6
Words / Min
162
Avg / Track
302
Total Lines
8595
Characters
2543
Vowels
4136
Consonants
9
Total Fucks
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Word Lengths

1. Divine Vermin

4m 30s Length
192 Words
106 Unique
42.7 WPM
991 Chars
34 Lines 
We were created in light 
The past we loved bathed us in grace 
All that pride and faith that nourished us 
Was it to feed the fury or drown out their cries 
Those, the sounds we refuse to face 
Now there's nothing left to save 

I am my father's son 
We vermin never run far from our fucking nest 
I was the light in my mother's eyes 
A pathetic flicker in a moment of time 

We were turned from the light 
Our teeth sharpened by God's ire 

Their pain, the years of endless torment 
The air reeks with the plumes of death 
Our hope faded in the creeping darkness 
As parasites fester in the homes you bled for 

Crucify us all 
Nail us to our crosses 
Crucify us all 
Nail us to our crosses 
Crucify us all 

Our souls hung before the endless night 
In place of my heart, will you fill the void with their cries? 
And let my bones rest beside you in the ash 
But I am damned with the righteous, your death in their eyes 

Oh, crucify us all 
Oh, crucify us all 
Father, we vermin never run

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2. Left to Burn

5m 29s Length
213 Words
122 Unique
38.8 WPM
1103 Chars
42 Lines 
How damned our souls

The walk ahead, a death march, which we paid in full
Our purse empty as Avarice asked for its pound of flesh 
Where the tears of our children could drown out heaven's song
Those choirs will cease to sing as sweet innocence burns
Burns away in our heresy, it burns
Burns away in our heresy

Why give my heart another day?
Forego my bed for hearses.
Can I live my myself to lie another day? 
Can deceit leave my lips to keep you crawling?
Burn
Burns away in our heresy, 
Burn
Burn away in our sin
(Pure heresy)

This isn't revelation if the holy are the damned
No ascension for those who won't meet his eyes. 
Forgiveness flees from the feeble and feckless, your grace spent on greed
Tear the air from our fucking lungs
Let the devil you crave
silence our screams

Lord, find my bones 
Deep in your reverie

Let go, face up, meet his eyes, the eyes of the maker
Fear the weight of his embrace
But not the hate of his gaze

(Fear is the blessing)

So pray
Pray for the children left
So pray
Pray for those left to burn 
So pray
Pray for those left to burn 
Pray for those left to burn

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3. Deepen The Grave

3m 8s Length
164 Words
97 Unique
52.3 WPM
911 Chars
32 Lines 
Widen the gyres (Would you let go?) 
Deepen the grave (Would you let go?) 
Sleep is no more the liberator.
The future turns its head to haunt our dreams.
Hallowed eyes, the abyss blinks at its prey
And their talons sharpen on our bones; 
patient is the hunt we prayed for. 

alice danced on our graves 

Sleeping, dark, cold hearts 
Tear our flesh from Earth 

Sleep! Sleep beneath the cries of heaven. 
Sleep! (Our steps are a curse! Our steps are a curse!)
Now widen the grave 
Our lives a slouching march into ruination, 
Each step we make is a curse. 
Ever forward in songs of murk 
Our every step a fucking curse. 

Deepen, deepen the grave 
The righteous choked with Gaia 
As their convictions died 
And the spineless fed upon themselves, 
while m

Dig our graves deep! 
Dig our graves deep! 
How deep our graves go
The gyres turn like clockwork 
Deeper our graves go, as his eyes look down from the abyss

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4. There's no room (ft. Jay of Doomtrigger)

2m 55s Length
131 Words
84 Unique
44.9 WPM
671 Chars
31 Lines 
I am nothing
But your cattle, your fodder
My life forfeit to endlessly serve
A bitter gasp, blackened air in my lungs
Enthralled to time 
We both in chains
Our souls he claims
Death retires

Every night 
The terror caresses

I only sleep to hide my eyes from yours
Your gaze is like a fucking whip
Your eyes pierce like thorns 
But still I wake, fear hastens me to serve

Pull me under 
Sweet sleep of oblivion
Pull me deeper
To the depths, 
To where we vermin rest

There are no gallows fit for cowards 
No rope left to crack our fucking spines
Hell has no more room for the damned
So I live in its shadows to serve 
There is no room

There is no room
There is no room

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5. Prosperity

4m 57s Length
200 Words
110 Unique
40.4 WPM
1078 Chars
43 Lines 
Before the spire, bloodstained by hubris
Grey glass reflects the hollow soul

Kneeled at the altar, our backs bent in prayer to the skies

Not knowing our hearts are as black as hell's gaze

We plea before the feet of the seraphim
Our decrepit words burn in the furnaces of malice

Drown the righteous in their ego 
Crush the pious in their gall
Stain the earth with the death of the soul

Heaven speaks from the mother
But her words reek of desperation
Now hear how they all beg for rope
So send us to the gallows and let our necks swing

I've lead a hollow life to tear myself from the flesh to sell your grave
Know we craven, now what's mine is yours, and yours is all there ever fucking was

Sacred depravity
Prosperity a bloody gospel
Hallowed obscurity
Damn the future,damn us all

I've lead a hollow life
To tear myself from the flesh
See the crack in my crooked spine
Now see how it bends

What's mine is yours!
What's mine is yours!

(And yours was all
there ever fucking was)

Sacred depravity
Prosperity a bloody gospel
Hallowed obscurity
Damn the future,
damn us all

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6. The Bloody Purse of Closed Eyes (Album Mix)

3m 17s Length
155 Words
83 Unique
47.2 WPM
834 Chars
27 Lines 
gurgles
How loud the songs you sing to burning skies
How blind are your eyes to the hands that change our blood for coin
Righteous men - so virtuous, so pure yet your words taste bitter
God's unspoiled, beneath the skin your song will rot our bones

Pray, so pray your poison
Your faith as venom
So pray for your worthless breath
Beyond the veil, beyond the veil spit on the gods you love

Hear the heavens, they are pleading
Hear the heavens as they pray for hell

Liars, turncoats, "men of faith"
Wretches, parasites, cowards, twist the hands of god
Fear the faith
I fear the faith of man depraved

You hollow souls that pass judgment
Your putrid hands that stain the pages
How loud you sing to burning skies
Too blind to see the hell sent from the divine

So pure, so virtuous
You're just so fucking pure
You twist the hands of God

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7. Dysania

2m 30s Length
119 Words
65 Unique
47.6 WPM
576 Chars
20 Lines 
My warm body for the cold dirt
My nest before the stars 
The streets glow bright in black light
But does the sun still burn if I'm dead inside? 
Dim are my eyes
Please tempt my flesh to feel something
Or as a stone, am I still like the night? 
Save your prayers
Dead eyes, cold hands
Save your prayers as I dream of bread 
All hype, no heart
Sate me as I sleep beneath the boot 
Dead eyes, cold hands 
Save your prayers as I dream of bread
All hype, no heart Sate me as I sleep beneath the boot
Deeper I go
No future
No past
Wake me when I'm sated 
As I dream beneath the boot

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8. Trinity

4m 4s Length
184 Words
74 Unique
45.2 WPM
961 Chars
36 Lines 
Sealed in blood 

We are Three in one
Brother, we are nothing but the same
Lord or thrall, we still trade spirit for flesh
God's forgotten his children
But never the debt we owe
As the head turns, the chains tighten 

The morning star has risen 
The scarlet moon bathes in its glow
I cried out to the father
But only his sorrow met my call
 
Three in one
The flesh, the soul, the disease
Savage tongues
Once sharpened by faith
Speak nothing but our pain
Sealed in blood 

Lord or thrall, we still trade spirit for the flesh
The morning star has risen 
Bathe in its glow, bathe in its glow, bathe
The scarlet moon forces its shame upon us
Bathe in its glow, bathe in its glow, forever
Lord or thrall, we still trade the spirit for flesh
Leave us in chains, we choose them as our noose
To pay the debt we owe
Sealed in blood
Three in one
The flesh, the soul, the disease
Savage tongues
Once sharpened by faith
Speak nothing but our pain
And sealed in our blood

Word Counts

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9. The Invisible Hand

3m 3s Length
91 Words
65 Unique
29.8 WPM
499 Chars
16 Lines 
I want to bleed for access, fight for their comforts, toil for the optics, and die for austerity
The soul trickled down and glory found us in the gutter
I want to sleep beneath falling trees and breathe the air that turned sour
Liars, our gods
Birthed from aesthetics
Born to be slaves
We're too doom-bound
Trapped in a coffin of profit
Shackles in the manger
Enslaved conception

All fear the unseen masters of men

Beg at their feet
Bow before the invisible hand
All fear the unseen masters of men

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10. Tar Dance

6m 10s Length
179 Words
111 Unique
29.0 WPM
947 Chars
21 Lines 
Peace is not afforded to the meek, so lets make the cold silence of death the substitute
The journey home is never guaranteed, so let's make the grave warm (father, is it warm?)
Swallow, you broke your wings in flight
The colour of your feathers were stained red in the night
Twisted talons would never let you land
So fucking short from your nest, yet too far from heaven
I know we'd have it no other way; flesh torn apart beneath the willows
Their branches danced, pirouetted in your gaze
You felt the warmth of the Earth as God broke you
The fury we feel, the echo of the stars
Blinded by the pain, we took our eyes off the maker
The fury we feel, the tremors of the heart
So lost in the pain, we forgot to bury you, nameless death
Nameless death, left to the shadows
Your child's soul
Dancing on the tar
The father's mind
Lost in our shadows

The bleeding dark swallows the future
The thoughts of the in-between will bleed the past like cancer

Word Counts

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