Bonecarver – MALLEVS MALEFICARVM (Official Lyric Video)

Artist: Bonecarver
Track: MALLEVS MALEFICARVM
Album: Evil
Year: 2021
Label: Unique Leader Records

Directed by RC Visuals

Music produced by Alex Tena and Bonecarver
Audio recorded, mixed and mastered by Alex Tena

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MALLEVS MALEFICARVM
Fear in their eyes. Ignorance in their minds. Fire in their hearts. The ashes cover the lands.
Impossible things happen, that’s why she is sentenced to burn.
The children are taken from their homes to meet the devil. He is coming to take what is his.
A hellish heat will go through your body while they dance by the fire in the gloomy light of the
moon. Sulfur arises from the ground, I welcome the lord.
I have seen the death of a thousand generations and I still remember her jaws disengaged by pain,
the mark of his nails engraved on the wood and their irritating cries of suffering.
Dark and bloody tragedies happen inside the forest invaded by snakes.
I will rot your crops, I will make your children sick, goats and pigs will rise to slaughter you.
We are the ones who will bring hatred. We are the ones who will bring the disease.
Where is.. Your faith… / Everything fades and shadows make their way.
Where is.. Your faith… / The dead come out of their old graves.
So much time hidden / So long pretending.
I am reborn from the blood of your sons / I am reborn from the blood of your sons.
I will rot your crops, I will make your children sick, goats and pigs will rise to slaughter you.
We are the ones who will bring hatred. We are the ones who will bring the disease.
The hammer of the witches will crush these holy lands. The lies will be returned to you with
eternal fire. We will sweep your ashes with our brooms. We’ll never be hanging from the trees again.
Two hundred and fifty-six pages will not rid you of evil. The churches will collapse and the priests
will serve the lord. The hunter becomes the prey. The condemned become your punishment.
A storm is coming. The hail covers your heads with deep holes. Isolation and death for the saints
who once tried to burn our naked bodies. Who once humiliated us and then hanged us. We are the
gate that takes you away from destruction and soon they will open.
I will rot your crops, I will make your children sick, goats and pigs will rise to slaughter you.
We are the ones who will bring hatred. We are the ones who will bring the disease.

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