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Come, come over me
Dark waters, drowning hope
Images shattered by dimness
A place so full of void and disease

The swollen vagina of sickness opens
So inviting and warm, unveiling my call to perdition

Rotten blood drained straight from my arteries
Rust in my mouth, the foul stench of lovely perversion

Cold Summer
Your sickness divine
Cold Summer

Architets of my suffering
Driving my way to my self-annihilation
Embracing impurity
Tearing away every piece of my smile

Adrift in a sea of unlimited obscurity
I welcome my curse with outstretched arms
And rejoice

Starvation comes, grief-filled sobriety
Loaded on angst, bloated on disgusting misery

Cold Summer
Your sickness divine
Cold Summer

Collapsing the sane
Life fills me with disgust.

Life fills me with disgust.

Cold summer divine.


from .​.​.​And Don't Deliver Us From Evil, released October 29, 2012


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Forgotten Tomb Piacenza, Italy

Born in 1999 as a occult Black Metal band, FT became mainly popular for being among the true originators of the Depressive Black Metal subgenre (later stylized as DSBM) with its first 3 classic albums "Songs To Leave", "Springtime Depression" and "Love's Burial Ground". Later on the band explored increasingly wider territories, mixing their trademark sound with Rock, Sludge and Punk overtones. ... more


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