You Don't Have to Believe in Evil, It Believes in You!

by Dark Crucible

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released December 12, 2012

Written, recorded, mixed and mastered by: Destroyer

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Dark Crucible Portland, Oregon

Dark Crucible serves as a giant FUCK YOU to the entire world. It is in tribute to those that have walked similar paths before us, and a memorial to our utter disgust for the course in which the sheep of humanity will forever track.

Destoyer-Guitar

Cory Walsh-Guitar

Brock MacKimmie-Bass

Jeff Holm-Drums
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Track Name: Deleted Horizons
Death comes reaping and the rivers of blood flow free,
The skies turn black and silence blows through the trees.
Satan's Army rises to reign once more,
Deleted Horizons of a place now ripped and torn.
A wave of total death, wrath and scorn,
Rendering now but a memory of a land forlorn.

Death, the powerful, superior and supreme,
The Devil's wrath you cry but its not a dream.
Ash, rock, and fire becomes our grave,
There is no freedom when you become his slave!

Death, destruction, chaos, mayhem and despair,
It is the only way to begin repair!

A title wave of plagues monumentous of Satan's force,
Death comes reaping on his dead and rotting horse.

You pray, you beg, you plea, you cry,
There is no hope, so don’t even try!
The storm of the end is here,
Get on you knees and embrace the fear!

Harbingers of death come riding in,
Creation is destruction and we bathe in sin.
Death, the powerful, superior, supreme,
Deleted horizons this is not a dream!

Harbingers of death come riding in,
Creation is destruction and we bath in sin.
Death, the powerful, superior, supreme,
Deleted horizons THIS IS NOT A FUCKING DREAM!
Track Name: Gnashing of Teeth
I dream only for a dark sky. I pray the ravens fly.
I feel it in my skin, the cold, crack and bitter.

I dream often of death, I pray only for peace.
Yes life, the divine gift of decay.

What a foul fucking place.
What a wretched fucking world.
This deformed cognition, diseased and rotten.

Atrophic and lifeless, corrosive and dead.
Catatonic and cathartic.
Now you listen to every word I say!

What a foul fucking place, what a wretched fucking world.
This deformed cognition, diseased and rotten.
The Gnashing of teeth, the Grinding of bone.
The hate flows freely, frustration binds my soul.

Hear My Words...

I offer no shelter, I am not a fucking slave.
I walk toward the great abyss
And the infinite obscurity becomes my grave!!!

Gnashing of teeth, grinding of bones.

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