Dust

from Exorcise in Futility by Asketia

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lyrics

1. Verse:

Open your veins/
Lead me to drink from them/
Inhaling deep/
The dust of angels

Pre-chorus:

This heavenly air of bliss/
I want to suffocate/
The scent of ecstasy/
This is where I belong

Chorus:

I would rip your wings/
I would burn your body/
I would grind your bones/
For one last taste

2. Verse:

Open my eyes/
Let me see myself again/
Tormented sleep/
Withdraw to reality

Pre-chorus 2:

Regretful sobriety/
I am to suffocate/
Cold sweat of depression/
Is this where I belong?

Bridge:

For all these years/
I hate this desire/
For one last taste/
You are my last mistake

Chorus 2:

I would rip your wings/
I would burn your body/
I would grind your bones/
For one last taste of you

credits

from Exorcise in Futility, released May 10, 2019
Music by Jukka Siltala
Lyrics by Juuso Kekkonen

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Asketia Rovaniemi, Finland

Gutturally visceral Death Metal from the desolate wastelands of the Arctic. Haunting songs paint a bleak picture of the apocalypse we call modern life. The winter is coming...