VITRIOL - Crowned In Retaliation (Playthrough)



Taken from the album "To Bathe From The Throat Of Cowardice", out September 6th, 2019. Order now: https://Vitriol.lnk.to/ToBatheFromThe... Video produced by Keith Merrow https://www.youtube.com/user/diobolic... Official Vitriol merch store: https://vitriolwarfare.bigcartel.com/ Order the album here: https://vitriol.lnk.to/ToBatheFromThe... Exclusive album plus shirt bundle available through Century Media USA: http://bit.ly/VitriolCMUSA Follow VITRIOL: https://facebook.com/vitriolwarfare/ https://www.instagram.com/vitriolwarfare A Vile Desolate Sands Tour 2019 with NILE, HATE ETERNAL, VITRIOL und OMOPHAGIA 10.09. P Warschau – Progresja 11.09. P Poznań – U Bazyla 12.09. P Krakau – ZetPeTe 13.09. H Budapest – Durer Kert 14.09. A Wien – Szene 15.09. CZ Brno – Melodka 16.09. D München – Backstage 17.09. CH Aarau – Kiff 18.09. D Mannheim – MS Connection 19.09. I Mailand – Slaughter Club 20.09. I Rom – Largo 21.09. I San Dona di Piave – Revolver 23.09. F Tbc 24.09. GB Manchester – Club Academy 25.09. GB Glasgow – Slay 26.09. GB London – The Dome 27.09. B Mons – Lotto Mons Expo Club 28.09. NL Helmond – Cacaofabriek 29.09. D Essen – Turock 01.10. D Bremen – Tivoli 02.10. NL Amstelveen – P60 03.10. D Bad Oeynhausen – Alte Druckerei 04.10. D Lichtenfels – Way Of Darkness Festival 05.10. D Leipzig – Hellraiser 06.10. P Wrocław – Zaklęte Rewiry "Crowned in Retaliation" Strung high are the martyrs, Oh, how their crippled feet, they steal the sun. Their cause, noble, it's worthy, so I gift them a death on their cross. I paint them in His tongue's fire - breathe deeply of their fleeing spirits who billow from silenced mouths, the smoke from flesh that coils in service of the serpent who bore them - while their lake takes in familiar babes. Their children, they breathe her heavy air, blue as the face that cloaks them, lost as the water's mercy. They will know only her frigid arms. Delicate stones denied rest, limp, in the heavy breast of her depth. I watched from across a freshly conquered sea as he placed a crown of retaliation upon the head of your country. There were holes burned against a smoldering curtain - they resembled cathedrals and homes, shelter and worship cut from the fire of the sky (What a marvel! What a righteous blaze! . . .) - and into their absence did its people collapse. (. . . to witness a culture's story fold into the gravity of its own erasure.)




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