Kiss of the Wind

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Shrine of Malice

Shrine of Malice is a musical artist that is known for their take on deathcore music. Their music combines elements of extreme metal, death metal, and hardcore punk, resulting in a heavy and aggressive sound. They are characterized by their intense and brutal instrumentals, guttural vocals, and dark and haunting lyrical themes. Shrine of Malice has gained a following within the metal community for their energetic live performances and their ability to create a menacing atmosphere through their music. more »

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In the eclipse, I was found
The winds howl, the shifting moon
Embarking on the voyage to return my soul to the ether I serve
There is no more breaking
I shall return 

Beelzebub of the Skies, O, Father, I come to drink from the fountains of honor
Driving thy name to glory, trading my energy for the Kiss of the Wind
Denouncing the thoughts that plague me with disdain
I shall not perish in euphoria or hate
I direct my light to shine amongst the cancer bestowed within

A childhood spent loathing the beauty of life
No longer bound to the Earth, my soul wanders the fabrics of time
Unwilling to succumb to what is expected
There are no gods, no masters
There is only I

It took me years to finally find what had always laid inside
The master of wind, the oracle of life
'Twas in the palms of thine hands
For this, I must ascend

Emerging from the womb of the wretched Mor
Born into this world, I am the Son of Perdition
My fate unknown, until perceiving the stars

I was impure from the moment I was born
Conceived from the Coffin

My mind destroyed by the things that I've seen 
Losing it all only to gain it back slowly one by one
One by one acceptance becomes atonement
Baptized in fire - acknowledge thine pain
Your destiny comes from within

The wind spreads the raging fires inside, leaving the soul hardened by experience

It took me years to finally find what had always laid inside
The master of wind, the oracle of life
'Twas in the palms of thine hands 
For this, I must ascend

Encapsulated in the mind for most of this life
Tired of my decay, no longer trapped by a depressive state
It is from within, metaphysically, I evolve into something grander than the flesh of nephilim

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