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Fields of Existence

by Diabolicus

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Born to be consumed, Fed to be fattened, Created to die, Purposeless, without a cause but to feed. The cycle continues, Grasping hold, Controlling all, Eternal Torment. Chorus: Fields of existence Fields of suffering Fields of existence Fields of humanity Cephalopod-like machines, Mechanic Ctenophora. Extract the stillborn fetuses of man. Flying off into blackened night-sky Cold, robotic Without Life Chorus Humans are sustenance Fuel for the source Humans are sustenance Humans are fuel (Solo: Jacobellis) Fields of existence Fields of suffering Fields of existence Fields of humanity
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Putrid, grotesque, mindless, Disgusting piles of shivering flesh. Filthy mucus, drips from their eyes, A pitiful waste of human life. Kill, purify Grind, we are nothing born to die. Decaying monstrous slabs of skin, Sent to boil in steaming flesh. Paralyzed in human fear, Select and purify. (Solo: Didkovsky) (Solo: Jacobellis) Purify
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The bloodied bodies rain down on me, Their screams echo like my scars, The sky boils red like my eyes, Beaten down, I look to the stars. They lead me through the walls like a dog, My feet drag on the pavement, Broken, battered, I walk to my doom. Hall of Remains This is my race, We are so gone. Slaves to machines, There is nothing. Humanity is gone and the whites of my eyes, Are turning black from the putrid ashes. Solid waste and organs litter the floor, You killed them all you tyrant killers. I recall the days where the blood and the pain, Would be a figure of imagination. "As we build our structures on the bones of your own, We make you watch and sob like a wretched pig" Hall of Remains This is my race, We are so gone. Slaves to machines, There is nothing. (Solo: Jacobellis) Hall of Remains

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Diabolicus' lead off EP, "Fields of Existence".
Including the title track, Fields of Existence!

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released January 17, 2013

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Diabolicus New York, New York

An energetic and forceful metal band with a unique sound that doesn't disappoint.

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