Unholy Desecration [EP]

by With Ink Instead Of Blood

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Heavy yet melodic and experimental album by Russian monsters With Ink Instead Of Blood. 5 tracks, each with different story and different composition. For the fans of progressive deathcore mixed with symphonic black metal

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released May 10, 2012

Slava Antonenko - Guitar, Drum Programming, Arrangements, Lyrics
Evgeny Vinokurov - Guitar, Arrangements
Viktor Freeto - Vocals
Kirill Kurepin - Bass
Evgeny Kozlov - Drums

All music written and performed by Slava Antonenko & Evgeny Vinokurov
Mixed/Mastered by Slava Antonenko of Digital Evil Studios

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With Ink Instead Of Blood Chelyabinsk, Russia

One of the most varied and atmospheric Russian deathcore acts With Ink Instead Of Blood brings crushing breakdowns accompanied by beautiful melodies and mixed with mind blowing riffs.

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Track Name: Part II: Genocidal Preconceptions
With my hands spread wide I welcome your demise.
I sacrifice myself to you. I pray.
In the wake of perfect end lays the birth of desolation.
When she bled, when she bled, it grew.
From the womb of the innocent comes the martyr himself.
With my hands spread wide I welcome your demise.
Die for us, bring us hope in faith and love.
Die for us, we want to look at your dead eyes
Tormented soul is yours,
We want to look at your dead eyes
Deadly vices are ours.
Until I see the second coming I will stand for my beliefs,
Until I see the second coming I will pray on my knees.
Hell is open wide so why don't you come inside ?
Hell is open wide so why don't you come inside with us ?
We gifted you with our sins,
You see how much we love you, oh brother
Track Name: Part III: The Cleansing
Once I slipped away from the misery of life,
I know, waiting is worse than thousands of blades piercing you from outside.
Your disdain,
Why did you leave me alone with this pain ?
My silent cry,
Will always remind you of the day I died.
The betrayal,
had its place, when the sun went down and the night overtook the throne.
How could you be so cold when the sharpness of spears played with my bones ?
Is it supposed to be like this ?
Let your son rot covered by violence.
My soul had to clean itself,
My god, your treachery is vain.
My soul had to clean itself and that
torture was my gates to heaven where I will remain.
My soul had to clean itself and that
torture was my gates to heaven where I will remain.
I will never understand how could you leave me on my own,
When you could simply ease my pain.
I'll never see a reason to make your own son die,
When you almighty can just have him beside you.
Track Name: Part IV: The Misleader
The notion in front of me, the tree
I see the price of what's forbidden
The depth I foretaste. Anticipate is exactly what I do.
The lesson never learned, cause the lesson was not given.
The lesson never learned, cause the lesson was not given.
My eyes are glaring of temptation,
It is so simple to take and then to have,
Within the world that is full of fiction,
I see escape in the only object left.
And I will sin
before the eyes of god.
Before the eyes of god.
My precios sin before the eyes of god.
Behind the border nothing is confined,
Why not to haste to cross the goddamn line ?
Behind the border nothing is confined,
Why not to haste to cross the goddamn line ?
My vicious vice is done, I lose the sense of proprioception,
My tongue is burning and orgasmic feel breaks the walls of limitation.
So why to blame me for my deed,
As creature I do what I need,
Beholder of my act,
I blame you for my intent.
The beginning of the holy desolation,
The end of an ideal world.
You wanted me to end the perfection,
You're the primal evil itself.
Before the eyes of god.
And I will sin before the eyes of god.
My seed will sin before the eyes of god.
You brought the end