Products of Abomination, by Divine Destruction

Products of Abomination

by Divine Destruction

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1.	The Rotten King (ft. Bryan Riquelme) 03:41	lyrics	buy track
Staring off into the broken horizon A dream I had when I first started this campaign, to be one with the immortals Now I lay in agony Time has caught up to me As I sit upon my throne of corpses the ugly truth of who I am. These are the hands of a tyrant I am the rotten king I am the rotten king Hear me speak one last time as I begin my final decree of blasphemy Tear down the houses of god he has no place here when I am your tyrant Disobey the new voice of god You shall find yourself on the wrong side of the court yard Face your death squad Look into the eyes of the brainwashed These lifeless eyes of my regime shall be the last thing you see Tear down any hope they have left Hail to the rotten king Devoid of emotion my killing machines take their aim All who defy our king meet your executioner Close your eyes and pray to me for I am the rotten king this will be the last time you will ever be in the presence of god Disgusting wastes of life You had one job To obey and stay out of the way Now look who’s waiting for you A godless, wasteland that doesn’t even exist You had one chance to live a life You wasted it Breath in and prepare for the volley of death No rest all hail the rotten king
2.	Products of Abomination 04:29	lyrics	buy track
A well oiled machine comes Scorching the lands of dreams Planting seeds of corruption We fell victim to greed Unleashed by corporations Monopolizing and taking advantage Of everyone Those who resist are fed into the furnace To fuel the war machine Running off of broken dreams It seems unstoppable The light at the end of our tunnel Forever dimming out This machine takes control It turns the wholesome into gruesome Disgusting beings Disgusting mother fuckers Watch the ignorant take part in their favorite pastime in their self absorbed lives They eat their own shit and smile with feces Stuck in their teeth Crawling on the floor begging for more The machine produces more materialistic things To the untrained eye it shows itself as a masterpiece of beauty and astonishment But unknown to its people The masters behind this abomination It shows itself for what it truly is Organized mechanical manipulation At its finest Burning the bodies of all who see straight through the fallacy Mutations of our natural world It killed everything it touched The infected regions now produce abominations that should’ve been smothered at birth Watch it grow Watch it eat Watch it shit Watch it fuck Watch it grow into your reflection This is what we are Disfigured and abandoned left to rot in its own filth This is your machine This is my machine This is our machine
3.	The American Dream 03:22	lyrics	buy track
You don't fucking know me, you'll never understand me. I've seen things that you can only imagine. I've seen a man disembowel himself and hold his guts in his hand I've seen a man cover his walls in his own blood. I've seen a man eat his own shit All these things you can only imagine within your clean mind. You think you've seen fucked up shit but you don't know the half of it. Blood so thick that it isn't even fucking red You can smell the iron in the air, you can't help but to taste the copper. Treading through the pool of blood to get to the corpse laying facedown. moaning in pain but so weak to comply with life. Arms flayed open. Flesh left hanging, muscles carved out of the way, veins and tendons sliced in half. I can see straight through the otherside of his arm. The flesh from the inside out. He survived, he was one of the lucky ones I've seen men who were all by themselves in their cells and never came out alive. While everyone was asleep he hung himself and wasn't found in-time. Eyes were blood-shot red, the head was swollen, the room was made but no letter was left behind. You'll be surprised by how much blood one man can loose and survive, no such thing as happy endings in here Welcome to my Hotel Of Hell
4.	Hands of a Tyrant 04:41	lyrics	buy track
CAN YOU FEEL IT? ITS THE BEGINNING OF THE END ARE YOU READY? TO PAY FOR EVERY LAST SIN WITH A STROKE OF A PEN I CAN CAUSE MORE PAIN THAN I EVER WILL WITH FIRE POWER ALONE YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM THE IMPENDING WAR CRIMES STRIPPING A CHILD FROM THEIR MOTHER TO COMEBACK FOR SO CALLED SAFE REFUGE THESE ARE THE HANDS OF A TYRANT MASTER OF MANIPULATION FATHER OF COWARDS ABUSER OF THE DEFENSELESS I AM YOUR GREAT TYRANT I AM YOUR NEW GOD WELCOME TO MY ETERNAL REIGN YOURE IN MY WORLD NOW A PERFECT WORLD A WORLD MADE IN MY IMAGE LET THEM HATE, AS LONG AS THEY FEAR I WANT NOTHING BUT DESTRUCTION

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released March 29, 2024

Reamped, Mixed and Mastered by Alex Sevigny
Vocal Engineering by Bryce Schedlbauer
Cover Art by www.instagram.com/avellustration___/
Videos by Malevolent Media
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