The Suffering Realm

by Djinn Of Thujone

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released August 4, 2015

Djinn Of Thujone was created in its entirety by Christopher Michael Hester.

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Track Name: Land Of The Miscreant Dark Ones
Land Of The Miscreant Dark Ones:

Rising from the spiral of eternal torment. Scorching the souls of the lesser beings. A whirlwind of pain is upon you all. The ash will fall in an infinite sea of screams.

What sweet suffering! What sweet suffering!

Lying in agony; smoldering on the ground. The fortunate are dead. Others pray to never be found. They cry for mercy beneath the pain of incinerated lungs. This reign of horrors can never be undone. Split from their insides as the flames burst all that remain. An ocean of bone and viscera, engulf and canvas the plain. The fire whips as it blackens the sky. The only hope they have is waiting to die.
You don't exist. This world belongs to us and Lord Iblis!

Chorus-
Breathe in the smokeless fire. A mist of misery, governed by Ifrit. In this land of the miscreant dark ones. You don't exist. This world belongs to us and Lord Iblis!
Track Name: Begging For Death
Begging For Death:

You awaken to find yourself bound and gagged. The room is dark and reeks of death. Your back is bleeding from being dragged. You're praying to your God, because it's all that you have left.
A door slams. You begin to scream. I only laugh to intensify your fear. You keep repeating that it's only a dream. I grab you by the throat, and scream in your ear.

Cry if you want to; nobody can hear you. For the rest of your life, it's just you and I. This won't be quick, I'd love to savor this moment. I hope it takes you hours to die.

You feel a rope wrap around your ankles. A swift pull, and you're hoisted into the air. My fists fracture your rib cage. You cry out to God, but he doesn't care.
Sparks fly as a lead pipe scrapes the ground. The very sound of it brings you to tears. The beam howls as it whips towards your face. It dislocates the jaw and I shove it back into place.
It's time for the scalpel. Let's paint a picture with my knife. I'm going to miss every artery. It's not time yet to take your life.
IV fluids and a few little sutures, too. A bucket for excrement. This is all I'm leaving with you. This isn't over; don't even pretend. Tomorrow we start all over again.

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Bludgeoned, battered and begging for death. Bludgeoned, battered and begging for death. The only mercy that I'll bestow is when you're begging for the killing blow. I want you begging on your hands and knees for death.
Track Name: Flames From The Chapel
Flames From The Chapel:

Flames from the chapel flicker and entrance as they dance in the moonlight. Wasn't enough to simply destroy it. I had to lock the congregation inside. For the persecutions, and all the judgments you love to give. Justifying your actions, based on a man who never lived.

Barricade the exits. Douse the walls. Set a flame, and watch hypocrisy fall.

I'm more than just sickened by your self-righteous mindset. Your fictional "God" forgives you. But I will never forget. I hear their cries. The stench of flesh and ash fill the air. No God has come to save them. Because he was never there.
I am now your God, and your "Christ" died for nothing. I incinerate you, just to make you feel something real!

Chorus-
Institution of pedophiles. The fragile minds that you've beguiled. Executions without trial. Burning down the house of God. A thousand years of genocide. Malicious propaganda; fear and lies. Your tyranny ends tonight. I'm burning down the house of God.
Track Name: The Suffering Realm
The Suffering Realm:

You're on your knees, following promises of redemption. Another sheep in the flock brainwashed by fear. You'll never be clean enough to enter their "kingdom". Be yourself! And access the pleasures of Hell.

They line their pockets with the blood of their slaves. While the rest of us are told just how to behave. Stop playing into their hands. Rise up! Clench fists, or...

A scheduled debasement to suffocate your mind from intelligence, integrity, your free will and pride. All for salvation. They claim that you need it. But don't you believe it. I'm proud to be a heathen!
Fuck a riot, I want Armageddon. A worldwide, clerical Holocaust. Destroy the masters of deception. At absolutely all costs, or...
Obedient lap dog: brainwashed, robotic! All for salvation? You're fucking psychotic!
This is how it ends. Surrounded by hypocrites. Drowning in ignorance. You cannot contend. Surrounded by hypocrites . Drowning in ignorance.

Chorus-
This is how it ends. Surrounded by hypocrites. Drowning in ignorance. You cannot contend. In the true Suffering Realm.
Track Name: The Pack Of Ragnarok
The Pack Of Ragnarok:

Clouds part to reveal the moon. It beckons me onward, and seals your doom. The cold night air burns and fills my lungs. The hunt of the harvest has began.

By the moonlight, I am bathed and anointed. Salivating with sickness, and craving the kill. Obeying its dominion on my blood towards the ocean. This Autumn night has defied my free will.

Shedding my humanity deep beneath my mortal skin. I feel more liken to the beast within. This level of hunger, too vicious to deny. And so again I thirst for murder. On yet another restless night!
Tavern by tavern, I stalk my next unwilling prey. A final evening of debauchery for they shall never again see the light of day. The stench of fear, it draws me near her. Lost little lamb with nowhere to hide. She falls as my jaws grip the jugular. Ripping out the throat, and silencing the cry.
Her blood bathes tongue as my head whips back towards the sky. I feel her life force coursing through me as the moonlight catches my eye. Feel the bellow building inside me, as it forces me to the ground. A celebration of this slaughter. I cry out in a howl.

Chorus-
Christ can't kill the heathen spirit. The orb of night is dripping with sin. Raise your tankard in a toast to Fenrir. United in the hunt for flesh, the Pack of Ragnarok marches on.
Track Name: World Serpent
World Serpent:

You are condemned; you'll be consumed. The ultimate death merchant. The World Serpent!
You always knew it would end like this. Tsunamis and asphyxiations. He brings you a watery grave. You'll never again see the light of day.
He slithers to cleanse the Earth from the plague of human flesh, as he rises from the abyss. You have no hope to ever survive this!
The shadows are closing in. Every time they move, it gets harder to breathe. This billow made prison has never felt more vivid to me. You cannot fight it; you're always inside it. Horrified faces on everyone gets him excited and incites the violence. Your sentence has only just begun.
Your life will finally end as you gasp for your very last breath. The undertow thunders in applause. Should you survive, you'll pray for his jaws!
You always knew it would end like this. Tsunamis and asphyxiations. He brings you a watery grave. You'll never again see the light of day.
You'll never again see the light of day.

Chorus-
The brine is a tomb. Seven Seas bury thee to never be exhumed. Bodies will float to the surface. But then again they never really served a true purpose. You are condemned; you'll be consumed. The ultimate death merchant. The World Serpent!
Track Name: Legion As One
Legion As One:

Our shadows move in the dead of night. You light a candle. We pretend to subside. Shut your eyes as the flame burns out and dies. We return in form, a figure standing at your bedside.
Take a look around; tell yourself it was just your imagination. Nothing to be found, yet your throat is throbbing from the strangulation.

We can play this game for eternity. Just submit your soul and your sanity.

Our quest is to possess you. To torment and control you. Degrade and defile you. To rape and enslave you. Your own flesh will betray you. Until your death, we are a neverending part of you.

We bring you neverending torment. No escape from your own impending death.

You attempt to awake; a malevolent force holds you down. Gripped in paralysis. Oh how your fear must feel so profound. Unable to acknowledge the truth behind this incurable nightmare. You see our silhouette; you're locked within our stare.
Lunging up to see if the so called man is still standing in the doorway. No, it couldn't be. Then tell us why you're still so afraid.
Our quest is to possess you. To torment and control you. Degrade and defile you. To rape and enslave you. Your own flesh will betray you. Until your death, we are a neverending part of.. Your soul is forfeit. Time is out. Let your Hell begin!
We can play this game for eternity. Just submit your Soul and your Sanity. We can play this game for eternity. Just submit your soul and your sanity.

Chorus-
Legion as one. We live inside you. There is nowhere to run. We can always find you. Legion as one. We live inside you. There is nowhere you can hide. We will always find you.
Track Name: The Death Of All Humanity
The Death Of All Humanity:

While the feeble masses rest at night. I conspire against their pointless lives!
I was born bathed in vengeance. Spawned from the Goddess of Hate. My soul was a mere pretense. A fabrication that sealed your fate.
I'm gonna get some fucking respect. Even if I have to break a billion necks. I'm on a quest for blood. And there could never be enough.
I wanna feel your wounds bleed through my fingertips. The skin peals back with every crack of the whip.

I am a Sadist. (Yeah) The Devil's favorite. (Yeah) Christ cannot save for I shall enslave. I am a Sadist. (Yeah) The Devil's favorite. (Yeah) Christ cannot save for I shall enslave the..

My destiny is one of bloodshed. My path of pain and tears. Clutching at your crucifix won't save you now. I'm the personification of all your fears.
I'm gonna lead the hordes of Hell's Armies. Burning out this world of zombies. I'm on a quest for blood. And there could never be enough.
Dragged from your homes, and murdered in the streets. You'll watch as we rape the corpses of your families.

They are a waste of the air they pollute and breath. Clinging to a book they do not need.

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Society of parasites. Living out your worthless lives. The death of all humanity is the cure for my insanity.