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Titanskull

from Titanomachy by Titanskull

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Oh muses, please, grant unto me words to sing.

Three, born of the iron race, are gonna give a little taste of primal anger.
Titanskull.
Hacked up cow flesh moans while turning. Sacred cattle bones are burning. Suck the marrow.
Titanskull.

Listen to the sound blasting from below. Underneath the ground, it grows.
See the shades align for what we bestow. They approach the shrine and know.

Heed the call of the skull.

Casting seeds of elder defeat into the sea. Deep hatred we breed for their deceit.
Titanskull.

Dragging through dirt those who dare to play a false game, calling it true. Crowned with bright flame.
Titanskull.

Listen to the sound blasting from below. Underneath the ground, it grows.
See the shades align for what we bestow. They approach the shrine and know.

Heed the call of the skull.

Three born of the iron race are here to give a little taste of primal anger.
Titanskull.

Listen to the sound blasting from below. Underneath the ground, it grows.
See the shades align for what we bestow. They approach the shrine and know.
Titanskull.

Dying for undying glory. Drink the blood and tell the story. Shades all screaming.
Titanskull. Titanskull. Titanskull. Titanskull.

Heed the call of Titanskull.

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from Titanomachy, released August 22, 2022

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Titanskull Los Angeles, California

"It stands in the land of Persephone's name. Where the road to the ending cleaveth in twain.
Towering and lurid with its crown of flame.
Behold the TITANSKULL, and be ne'er the same."

*Translated from an ancient Greek tablet of unknown origin.
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