When my time machine sent me to the medieval ages
I thought I would become a king
Instead my 21st century technology betrayed me
And a heretic - a mere peasant I became
I wed an ugly wench and bore ten uglier children
Condemned to live in a hovel of muck with my brood
Every day I carry gruel across this accursed weald
For my useless cellphone can't Uber eats us food
How could this happen - from riches to rags?
Why did I choose to travel to the past?
How could my life have become even worse?
Inventing that machine was my own curse
And then one day appearing out behind a gnarled oak tree
A raving wizard vomiting on his hands and casting spells toward me
My stomach on fire, screaming in pain
As if a vengeful wraith now churns in my intestines
My bowels burning, I start puking in muffled grunts
That conjurerer of cheap tricks has hexed my guts!
Kneeling in the filth I watch him run away
That sorcerer cackling to himself in childish glee
As my hands scoop up the mush back in the buckets
I sigh and think about my feudal prison and haggard family
How could this happen - from riches to rags?
Why did I choose to travel to the past?
As I stoop here in my own puke blood and grime
I feel as though I've been cursed through time
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Who doesn't know about Rogga and his phenomenal output of swedeath? It has to be acknowledged that he doesn't put out any bad songs and is capable to hold up the tension. Not only that, je eben manages to increase the intensity of his works. mourner
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Love those samples and the mood they set for Savage Blood Domain. Raw, filthy and very befitting for Tumulation's extremely heavy brand of death/doom. mourner