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Cradle of Filth - Existence Is Futile - Crawling King Chaos
Existence Is Futile
01. The Fate of the World on Our Shoulders
02. Existential Terror
03. Necromantic Fantasies
04. Crawling King Chaos
05. Here Comes a Candle... (Infernal Lullaby)
06. Black Smoke Curling from the Lips of War
07. Discourse Between a Man and His Soul
08. The Dying of the Embers
09. Ashen Mortality
10. How Many Tears to Nurture a Rose?
11. Suffer Our Dominion
12. Us, Dark, Invincible
Ravaged are the heavens, seven angels are deployed
The seals delivered to return us to the void
And waiting on the cusp of many dusks of man
He watches as the masses seek a fake salvation
As he breeds annihilation

Now death is law
Venom dripping from the mouth of madness
Incites the rites of war

Prepare the heights of Empire for the agonising fall
The beast is rising, enwreathed in flame
The soundtrack bleeds insanity
His theme, the screaming end of days

Come
Crawling King Chaos, come

Sing his name in rapture, wormwood bitter, spat in tongues
Of ancient Pandemonia for the ghosts all shall become
Returning to the churning of primordial seas
The Order Of Disorder restored through tribulation
Through this bred annihilation

The whole world is his church now
A seismic paradigm shift to chaos

Apophis
Reach dark office
Apophis
Seize the Goddess

Apophis
Reach dark office
Apophis
Seize the Goddess

Apophis
Reach dark office
Apophis
Be the prophet's propaganda

The beast is rising, a cancer at the core
Of everything accelerating to death's apathetic maw
The beast is rising, underlit by gore
Stone tablets crack, humanity
Is doomed to looming horror score

Scatter brittle insects, fate is heard
In the necrotic birth if the terminus plague
Satan has fallen midst dark waters of the Earth

Come
Crawling King Chaos, come

Mountains heave great murmurs, fires raze the forests black
As billions flee the horsemen, creation, wounded, staggers back
To expire in the mire, wiped from all of time
It will be eternally that we never existed
By this bred annihilation

Apophis
Reach dark office
Apophis
Seize the Goddess

Apophis
Reach dark office
Apophis
Seize the Goddess

Apophis
Reach dark office
Apophis
Be the prophet's propaganda

The beast has risen, behind the sun
The least unleashed is Armageddon
For everything and everyone
The beast has risen, tearing wide the door
For our burning footprint
On a cindered world, sinning no more

A cindered world, sinning no more