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DEAD FLOWERS AND A HANDFUL OF PLAGUE

by Korperschwache

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black smoke billows into the night as the ancient cities of gold burn broken bodies perforated by shrapnel blood on the faces of the stunned believers one man one mission holy delusion holy dynamite poisonous ideas lead to extreme action and the transformation of a nation possessed seeking sanctuary seeking sanctuary you will discover there is none to be found restless tribe bent on vengeance lost in memories of a time long gone fear and hate delusion and power bombs and guns death to unbelievers religious fervor a call to action a call to arms there will be blood a violent struggle old as time a lust for power even in death fear and death waves of terror crushing the spirit of the hopeless dead ancient grudges of corrupted faith culminate in terrifying explosions ancient beliefs of eternal superstition culminate in grief and suffering ancient rituals of blood on blood culminate in automatic weapons fire ancient warriors from out of time cultivate obedience through terror ancient philosophers steeped in lies cultivate a suspension of rationality ancient leaders grasping for power cultivate a culture of destruction ancient fools enthralled by mysticism cultivate a season of endless waste gaze with fear at the shattered skull of your beloved martyr as her blood runs freely into the tear-stained ground rend your garments scour your scalp with knives wail to the sky who will save you now?
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nanking 06:22
the word comes down the emperor has decreed there shall be no more prisoners of war if it comes from the emperor then it surely must be so we go forth into battle with our swords drawn as we approach the city of nanking we sharpen our swords and hone our skills with the contest of one hundred who will be first to claim the prize with his sword? scorched earth is their defense if it stands, then it burns we watch and we laugh as the peasants flee like rats the taking of the city is an exercise in chaos fire by land and air death comes to visit retreat is their answer desperate fearful soldiers hide in civilian clothing the ones who try to flee end up shot in the back the ones who escape the city flee to the river only to find no vessels waiting there gripped by desperation they leap into the water and are carried to the shore drowned like rats six weeks of occupation descends into madness cruel blood sport becomes the rule of the land slaughter and perversion rape and mutilation murder, theft, and arson and butchery with swords burying peasants alive just for fun and laughs using women and children for bayonet practice rounding up the women to service all the soldiers a spiraling descent into abomination as the bodies mount and death fills the air desecration of the flesh committed by two-legged rats
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maxims and arrows an ideal for life one must be a philsopher to discover the meaning of truth who is the greater mistake man or god? history looks backward as historians devolve and become backwards themselves the only truth of history depends on whose side you believe the four great errors of the improvers of man cannot erase the maxim or the boundless will the formula for happiness is in a line like an arrow why so hard? i say, why so soft? why so yielding and cursed by self-denial? do you seek destiny? are you willing to be hard? it is a blessing to be hard it is a blessing to impose your will on the craven tablets of millenia the hardness is within you if you will only extend your reach
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dead flowers 20:11
you were so beautiful when you were mine you are less beautiful now that you are gone once you ran with the wolves now you cower with the sheep never will i understand what makes foolish humans do the foolish things they do never will i understand what makes foolish humans do the foolish things they do i gave you everything yet it meant nothing to you i set you free yet you wanted to be chained i offered to you all that is real yet you desired only dreams wrapped up in fairy tales you blinded yourself and no matter how i tried you would not open your eyes perhaps this is why you are happier now wallowing in mediocrity in the company of sheep now you have chosen your path and so i have chosen mine the sheep do not deserve you and so i shall take you away not to take you back for you are unclean and unworthy of desire not to save you for you are tainted and unworthy of affection i shall wipe you forever from the face of this earth and you shall do the same for all the sheep you serve and so i say unto you this is what i come to give i bring unto you dead flowers and a handful of plague
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blood on the ground blood on the walls blood on the faces of the true believers staged exercises in blood and horror the beautifully nude draped in offal hiding in the womb of the slaughtered horse crucified in the nude and wrapped in guts wide blue eyes with blood on the lashes the passion play goes on for days beneath the rays of the sun beneath the wide blue sky the audience watches as they mystery unfolds an ancient tale the worship of the blood everyone knows that when the time comes sooner or later there will be blood there will be blood there will be blood sometimes sometimes sometimes actions speak louder than words
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o beloved angel of death i await you with open arms and a knife in each hand to plunge into your eyes o beloved angel of death i can hardly wait to see you blind and helpless as i bathe in your blood o beloved angel of death all my life i have waited to put my hands around your throat o beloved angel of death i have dreamed only of this to run your black wings through the shredder o beloved angel of death i am not like all the rest i am not impressed by centuries of fear o beloved angel of death are you now so terribly surprised to become a victim of your own scythe o beloved angel of death i say to you walk with me in the lengthening shadows in the valley of bleached white bone o beloved angel of death i can only say this much you cannot avoid me i am your loveless fate o beloved angel of death do you not find it strange that even you can tremble in the inescapable face of doom? o beloved angel of death here i stand without fear ready to carve out your eyes and feed them to you one by one o beloved angel of death i stand before you with open arms ready to introduce you to the mystery of the soul o beloved angel of death do you know what i want just to hear you howl drenched in blood o beloved angel of death don't you see i only want to set you free and take your place

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Recorded / mastered December 2007 at the Death Anvil in Austin, TX by RKF. Released in 2008 by Faunasabbatha in a limited run of 60 copies.

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released September 28, 2013

Korperschwache on this release is:

RKF -- guitars, efx, pained vocals
Doktor Omega -- sexy death beats

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Korperschwache Austin, Texas

Korperschwache was formed in Austin, TX in 1995 and has since released piles of albums on labels such as Crucial Blast, Public Guilt, Inam Records, Cut Hands, Faunasabbatha, Peasant Majik, and more.

Korperschwache is:

RKF -- guitar, vox, efx, paranoid delusions
Doktor Omega -- beats, time, space, dominatrix vibes
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