The Elysian Grandeval Galèriarch

by Infant Annihilator

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benteparle Best metal album I've heard for a long time. Favorite track: Behold the Kingdom of the Wretched Undying (feat. Tyler Shelton, Bryan Long, Dillon Becker & Chris Whited).
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smc9302 Dickie Allens vocals are amazing! I just love this album as a whole, but especially the vocals Favorite track: Blasphemian.
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MorsLeto Fast, brutal and still athmospheric. It's like running face forward into a spiked concrete wall at 300km/h. Favorite track: Soil the Stillborn.
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Christopher Ancarrow This album just defies the known word for brutal, and whole new word needs to be invented for what these guys are; amazing. Favorite track: Soil the Stillborn.
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Thomas Plummer I love the slam. The drums are intense and repeat so fast I can't keep track of the previous beat. It's wonderful. I only wish there was a song that was entirely slam, with no breaks or interruptions. Favorite track: Baptised. Bastardised. Sodomised..
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iBeefHD rate 8/8 pure hate mate Favorite track: Pelt of Innocent Flesh.
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released July 29, 2016

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Another ‘Technical/Deathcore’ project brought to you by Eddie Pickard and Aaron Kitcher, Infant Annihilator is an internet band designed to showcase both their musical talent and their passion for heavy music.

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Track Name: Unholy Gravebirth
Oh Father, I have done as you wished: Gathering the implements of the conjuration. I now read from the sacrament made with the skin of virgin genitals. Their screams echo like thunder within these monuments of stone. The blood of the severed now stains my blade; the sacrificed; the newborn flesh.
I have been patient long enough. Prophecies have spoken of one - The one who could bare such potency. Accounts of anaemic attempts have been visible throughout centuries. I bestow the heads of virgins and the first-born sons.
Upon this slab, slowly slicing at her uterus to ensure I don't deface this newborn clitoris.
Upon this slab, slowly slicing at her uterus to ensure each incision doesn't deface the beauty of this newborn clitoris. Craving to caress the severed skin of her anus while groping the gristle as it slides down my penis.
I bestow the heads of virgins and first-born sons, the horns of the lamb and intestines of the children.
Prophecies have spoken of one - The one who could bare such potency. Accounts of anaemic attempts have been visible throughout centuries.
I bestow the heads of virgins and the first-born sons, the horns of the lamb and intestines of the children. Arise, oh Necromantic Lord!
Track Name: Crucifilth
Hysteria possesses the population as the vortex consumes the clouds. The catalyst to the conjuration opens a doorway to our realm.
"Emerge from the bowels of an ethereal pathway, a labyrinthian hell, projecting a bellow that quakes the gallows!"
He came with an open hand of misery; eternal doom. "Oh great pharaoh of suffering!"
The sirens silence behind the harmony of slaughter. A symphony of butchery. An orchestration of annihilation.
Feasting on the newborn meat - a sloppy sadistic supper straight from the womb. The cattle of the religious farm. "Oh, it eases the sadomasochistic seizures; slurping up the embryos as we fuck the cunts they came from."
The sanity in this world withers away as the chaotic reality illuminates. Kingdoms crumble under exponential rape.
"Pray, please pray. I want to see your face as your children gape while my minions build a shrine of infant remains." Crucifilth. "Skin your child before the cross. Pray to me as your children gape. Fear the cock of your master. Pray, please pray as your children gape. Fear the cock of your master.
"The servant offspring you keep pushing... We must stop you from reproducing."
Every woman and child is sentenced to death by crucifixion while religious leaders watch and suffocate on their excrement.
"I, the father of infanticide; I, the necrotic behemoth, reconstructing my necropolis. Erect as I watch generations fall to their knees, sipping on my concoction of sacramental youth - the virgin blood of newborn nutrients. Seek the new holy virgin carrying the incarnation of Christ. Bastard child! I must plant the seed of impurity. Another son to cast from heaven, soiling his divinity; another spawn to fear. The one to inherit my throne once I've wiped this world clean of sin."
Track Name: Motherless Miscarriage
"Hail Mary, I'll rape the virgin clit. The powers that be invested in me; planting my malevolent seed. Your screams make me erect. I almost don't want to dissect that childish cunt, but I come swinging, wielding this blunt club. Smashing as this cunt is gushing, licking at her oozing blood-soaked labia. It is so arousing eating out her anus. Elbow deep, force-fisting, digging for her foetus. I have my grasp on the son and I sever. Her consciousness slips as I birth my new spawn.
"Now we must feast on the uterus in the name of the sacrament. Feast my son! Now we must feast on the uterus in the name of the holy sacrament."
Chomping on his mother's womb. Like father like son, he begins to fondle.
Track Name: Baptised. Bastardised. Sodomised.
"Baptised; soaking in semen, blessed with penetration. Screaming as I force myself deeper in their innards. I am bastardising, sodomising. Hail to The Tyrant! All for the ceremony compelled by the sermon of our everlasting Lord;" to be accepted into heaven you must endure God's desire: Embracing the fetish of defiling the tender minors. To be accepted into heaven you must endure God's desire: Embracing the fetish of defiling the tender minors.

His paedophilic ultimatum: to be pinned down and fisted. Drenched in natures fertile nutrients from the throbbing cocks of your faithless preachers - the unholy nectar of religious leaders. Passing around the haggard rectum, paralysed by the anal torment; the agonising purity of this sadistic ritual. Fondling the foreskin - circumcised to taste the pure flesh of their genitals.
Slaves born into a world of mindless manipulated minions thirsty for a fresh newborn anus.
The Blasphemous Testament of perverted excellence. The Divine Abomination: Reaper of Innocence. The Blasphemous Testament. The Divine Abomination. Reaper of Innocence. Hail to the Tyrant.
Track Name: Behold the Kingdom of the Wretched Undying (feat. Tyler Shelton, Bryan Long, Dillon Becker & Chris Whited)
I. He, Who Dwells in Shadow:

The First: the orchestrator of the fall of mankind. He shall remain nameless, for his sins provide his glory. He who dwells in shadow...
It came to him in a vision. A blinding light - pure comprehension. His principle purpose, his calling to eradication: Purge the world of all hope.
A single voice from the shadow called to him... A hollow voice; swallowing, engulfing. Devoured by darkness, the blackest speech seeped into his soul. The blood of the serpent leaves him whole. The devouring darkness; the blackest speech stains his soul. The blood of the serpent; a pledging of power leaves him whole.
Purge the world of hope.
A vile proposal spluttered from the demon's forked tongue. The voice resonated deep within the mortal's soul and at that moment the sky rained fire and the beings became one; Unholy Alliance. The legacy unfolds.
The sky rained fire and the sea turned red with blood. Servant of God, bow to your Lord. The sky rained fire and the seas turned red with blood. Pitiful pawn. Puppet of God.
A single voice from the shadow called to him... A hollow voice; swallowing, engulfing. Devoured by the darkness, the blackest speech seeped into his soul, proclaiming:

"I am God Almighty. Walk before me faithfully and be forever blameless. Thereupon lies our bond; an ancient seal. For time to come we will give rise to legions of disciples. My bond in your flesh is to be an everlasting covenant.
"Circumcise every child born unto us, for they are our lifesblood. Defile the spawn of every heretic, for they are blasphemy incarnate. Castrate, neuter and mutilate in my name to safeguard the purity of our breed. Harvest the pelt of every innocent and have them pave the way to our future."

And so it was. The first embodiment of The Child Rape Syndicate: The Covenant of Circumcision. An abhorrent cult, ruthless in belief and merciless by nature. Answering to nothing but their own faith, none but the utterly devout were free from The Lord's infinite wrath.

Gloria ad ecclesiam. Filii raptus in nomine deorum.

II. They, Who Hunt Beneath

Depths of decomposing bairn flourish by the second, tearing through the taint of the earth. The infantry of infancy prowling the catacombs; lurking the gallows under this moonlit infestation. Commencing pyramidion indoctrination: Harvest, process, repurpose; organic fertilisation.
"Praise our God Almighty! Walk before him faithfully and be forever blameless! Thereupon lies our bond; an ancient seal. Our time has come and we will rise as a legion of disciples. His bond in our flesh is to be an everlasting covenant."
The trumpets bellow upon the pulpit beneath this monolith as the ministry prays to the forbidding firmament. Fire burns the eyes of the tormented immature souls amidst the tomb of omnipotent sanctity.
Plagues of paedophilic disciples scour the land, stalking through the hecatomb sylvan palace, hunting beneath. Footsteps fall faintly into earshot amidst the heavy breathing of the infernal savages. Their imperium illuminates through the decaying trenches; the last light before the undoing of the world.
Mount the flaccid fetile shaft. Servants of the chapel swallowing the lamb, raped to birth the next spawn of the sacrament. Cherishing the child. Preaching the ritual. Ripe, freshly blooming virgin moments into puberty devastated by these extremities; mistress of nefarious ceremonies grasping the thighs of the shepherd.

"Eternally human, an unworthy prophet: my father, whom pillaged and cleansed on a voyage of impurity. Eternally human, an unworthy prophet: my father, whom pillaged and cleansed on a voyage of impurity; a barbaric pastor procreating a perverted foul egg...
"...And I am the son who was beaten and raped into divinity."

III. He, Who Holds Dominion

He who holds dominion is the keeper of sacred tradition, the bearer of the cross, a divine ruler with a tainted vision. Their holy birthright: to stoke the embers of their father's ashes; Preserve the monarchy and strike fear into the masses.
Predestined by God is the ascension of each new messiah born of a slain virgin in the dirt; Unholy Gravebirth. Raised with a single intention: to annihilate in The Lord's name. The ancient ways are professed in the final teachings of a mortal becoming of age.
He sits on his throne of infant debris, spouting polluted words to a world on its knees. Commanding myriads of believers, impregnating his infant breeders. As he rises, the power within him demonises. He encroaches on the world with an empire hailing:

"Nail them to the cross and rape the bastard children! Nail them to the cross and reap the souls within them!
"This is the way of God. A culling of cattle and a blackening of innocence.
"Nail them to the cross, decapitate the infidels! Nail them to the cross! Witness earth become hell!
"Devour the entire world one pathetic life at a time until all light fails."

IV. Rise, Monolithic Overlord

So, as our story draws to an end and hope began to fade from the hearts of the many, existence became blight and death became vital. There was nothing left on this desolate plane except the twisted desires of the cult. Yet what they had done was merely the falling of small stones that starts an avalanche: Through countless millennia the cycle of the anointed endured. With each successor they drew closer to their wicked intent: to grant vitality to the one who would bring about the end of days. The Wretched; The Undying; The Elysian Grandeval Galèriarch.

Now a new dawn emerges, the prophecy converges. The endless debauchery and purges lead them to the perfect virgin wherein the seed is lain; both putrescent and profane.
"Arise, great demon majesty!"
This is the time. The ceremony begins. The choir chants the symphony of the Great Awakening.

"Amen oh father, oh grievous overlord! We come forth bearing the celestial chalice of puerile pabulum: a feeble specimen pinned to the altar - the great slab of sacrificial bondage, ready to be imbued in your will."
"In your name I pray. Heed my plea, come forth! Rise, monolithic overlord!"

"The ways of our ancestors endure. Oh, how my father has taught me, like his father before him. Following the sadistic scripture of perverted power passed down through generations of paedophilic kingpins. I am the embodiment of holy rapists; the manifestation of molestation. Embracing the divinity granted to me; enchanted by the unspoilt, glistening genitals. Oh, how my father has taught me."

"Child of filth, you have disappointed me. You are not worthy. The power you seek is beneath the virtue of our legacy. Abide or be abandoned."
Track Name: Soil the Stillborn
Lifeless little creatures prepared for the priest; torn from the womb, then seduced and consumed. Soil the stillborn - harvested for pleasure and greed.
Puncture the lungs of every being under three years of age. Twisted experiments to separate souls from flesh in an effort to dine upon what the Lord has blessed.
I will find a way to rape your spirit and implant my seed. Deep in the ether I shall forge a paradise of death and despair. Gigantic monuments that touch the clouds deliciously depict the paedophilic necrophilic lust to force myself inside fallen children.
I am a divine child defiler; incestuous preaching liar. I... I will define fear and all that is unholy.
The nursery is dimly lit as I now lurk among the cribs. Medical charts like paper tombstones. The cradle calls me in. As I mount the bassinet my cock erupts insanity. My visions impure, their infantile features beckon to me. As I thrust I feel the immature soul leave through me... I remove myself. Her dead flesh is still sweating as I dig out her infantile intestines.
Paedophiles draped in holy robes. Stillborn child limp and broken. Men of Christ believing prophecies from a book of lies. Rape. Rape. Unjustified mistreating, relentless bleeding and anal seeping. Rape.
I feel the soul leave through me. Her dead flesh is still sweating as I dig out her infantile intestines.

Soil the stillborn; Fucked in the name of God.

The cradle rocks as the wood begins to splinter. I shove my cock into this newborn infant's sphincter; Newborn porn.
Track Name: Neutered in Utero
Reversed caesarian procedure, flesh shredded; mess excess. Epidermis carved away by a serrated blade, the womb exposed. Enclosed is an undeveloped foetus.
Human error eraser; mistake replacer designed to terminate. Ovarian killer; foetal exterminator.
Frenzied slashes from my scalpel leave your womb dissected. Frantically clawing for the trophy of flesh to keep this cock erected. Split in half like a ruined temple of a whore, cursed with a child you regret. I shall remove and delegate the pieces of your filthy abortion, separating the child from the mother's sack. Fluids rush as I break through the uterine lining with my cock, slamming into her vaginal wall. As I slit her throat I gaze into her eyes. I gaze into her eyes... And then she smiles. The whore moans with each incision. Her legs tremble as she bleeds. A careless laceration; I peer inside and purge the fleshling of this embryonic cradle. Neutered in utero; the essence of life removed from this unborn child.
Human error eraser; mistake replacer designed to terminate. Ovarian killer; foetal exterminator.
Systematic defilement of the world's entire child population. The unwanted filth laid forth by religious mistresses alike. Impregnate to satisfy the chapel; a vicious cycle justified by its disciples. Deconstruct the whorespawn entombed; dead before they leave the womb. Neutered children offered to our God.
Vile vultures, carnage serpents prey upon these mortals exposing the bastard children to carve the genital flesh, removing the penile meat to display upon the altar of malignant divinity.
Frenzied slashes from my scalpel leave your womb dissected. Frantically clawing for the trophy of flesh to keep this cock erected.
Vile vultures, carnage serpents prey on these mortals exposing the bastard children to carve the genital flesh, removing penile meat to display upon the altar of malignant divinity. Eternally we reign. We neuter.
"Dear Lord, do you hear me calling?"

"Silence, peasant. You've defied the oracle and tainted my name. These offerings are less than worthless. Now kneel and abide by my word: I demand the pelt of those deemed innocent."

Human error eraser; mistake replacer designed to terminate. Ovarian killer; foetal exterminator.
Systematic defilement of the world's entire child population. The unwanted filth laid forth by religious mistresses alike. Dead before they leave the womb; neutered children offered to our God.
Track Name: Pelt of Innocent Flesh
Welcome to my beautiful creation where the carcasses of children suspend. This is my slaughterhouse of sadistic faith; the divine cathedral of foetal skin. Welcome to my beautiful creation: the divine cathedral of sin.
Witness my homage to perfection - an everlasting tomb of perversion. Each pelt branded with the symbol of God. Skin dried... The raw hide entwined.
The hooks slip through their soft, supple heads. One by one I grab them from the heap. Flayed 'til they're skinless, lifeless, lubricated. The echo of their screams sing like a gospel melody.
My mind paints a glorious picture as I take these lifeless children hand in hand and glide across the cathedral floor... A vulgar distraction. My insanity morphs this reality; a malevolent enlightenment.
Come upon the chapel where the stench of flesh is arousing. The children's screams peak through the floorboards. Erect as I walk through this manor of sin, the evisceration begins. The conveyor belt slowly descends to harvest the purest meat for this sacred feast. This vile incarnate, we gag and suffocate only to crave rape, dissect and mutilate.

Hell confined within the cathedral of sin.

The evisceration begins. The conveyor belt slowly descends to harvest the purest meat for the sacred feast. The vile incarnate, we gag and we suffocate... Only to crave rape, dissect and mutilate.

Dissect and mutilate.

The children's screams peak through the floorboards. Erect as I walk through this manor of sin... The conveyor belt still descends.

Skinless foetus. Pelt of newborn flesh.

Masturbating in a pelt of innocent flesh while beating this severed foetus sack. Drenched in anal leakage, this mess is putrid. Menstrual infatuation as I force this infant period I have created with my own fist in an effort to taste her reproductive system between my filthy, crooked teeth.
The hooks slip through their soft, supple heads. One by one I grab them from the heap. Flayed 'til they're skinless, lifeless, lubricated. The echoes of their screams sing like a gospel melody.
Conscious and innocent, the dwindling living serve but one desire: orgasmic satisfaction. Forced toddler insemination.
Witness my homage to rape. Each pelt branded with the symbol of God. I am the priest of infanticide. Welcome to my hell.
Track Name: Blasphemian
Ruins of monuments and foetal carcasses line the continents. Continuously crawling from the mouth of the abyss, my minions, viciously ingesting. They have come to conquer the cunt and slay the offspring. Harvesting the land of putridity, harnessing its treacherous essence.
Aroused by the extermination: I, the apocalypse inseminator. Bow to my infestation; the era of infant annihilation.
The stench of faeces and fertile flesh drifts across the dawn horizon. The moist skin of foetuses gleam as the sun peaks through the darkness. The mist lingering over the lakes, now cesspools of human remains, clears to reveal a mountainous landscape of piled cadavers.
Perched upon my throne, foetal limbs falling from my teeth, slaved harlots by my side sliding down my colossal cock. The conveyor belt descending the monolithic manor bearing the birthspawn of I, the Elysian Grandeval Galèriarch. Perched upon my throne, foetal limbs falling from my teeth. The mist lingering over the lakes, now cesspools of human remains, clears to reveal a mountainous landscape of piled cadavers. The last great pharaoh to this bloodline of rape. A ruinous prophecy of blasphemous paedophilic triumph. We freely fondle and defile the desperate descendants. The angelic servants disfigured and maimed beyond all recognition or hope. Behold these fragile boys: they have seen too few winters to form their own regret, but their pain and desperation is hideously apparent.
The stench of faeces and fertile flesh drifts across the dawn horizon. The moist skin gleams as the sun peaks through the darkness. Behold - Blasphemian. Infant annihilation.