My Blood's a Frozen River / Antichristian Forces

by ICE COLD

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Jimothy Wicked I checked it out because it seemed an interesting novelty but honestly... this is REALLY good! Reminds me of like an industrial triphop kinda thing. It's really incredible. I can't get enough of it! Favorite track: My Blood's a Frozen River.
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released February 13, 2011

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Track Name: My Blood's a Frozen River
My Blood’s A Frozen River

the shadowthrone is my eternal home
you fuck with my posse, satan’s glock to your dome
you know the name, you fear the flame
the cold fire of lucifer is in my veins
I was born in the forest, raised by witches
treat all motherfuckers like they my bitches
pure black hip hop, tearing hataz asunder
eating up rhymes with a transylvanian hunger
in the shadow of the horns is where I dwell
you want to battle me, I’ll see you in hell
like pure evil, I’m nameless, endless
like satan, people fear me but I remain friendless
bitches and playaz just want to get near me
but like a fuckin wolf – they fear me
the candle light, the desert night
the endless fight between darkness and light
the hordes of nebula, they flock to me
never sweat a battle even when you glock to me
my home is the darkness, my pockets filled with gold
my blood’s a frozen river – COLD, COLD
Track Name: Antichristian Forces
Antichristian Forces

antichristian forces bending to my will
I drink the blood that the demons spill
my rhymes are haunted by the forest chill
I summon ancient powers when it’s time to get ill

DEAD – your god is dead
slain by the necrofuckin rhymes I’ve said
I’ve got a flow of the blackest black
I tell you motherfuckers that your god is wack
the number on my forehead is 666
I hammered in the nails on the crucifix
I waded seven oceans to satan’s beat
and I only got wet on my fucking feet

antichristian forces bending to my will
I drink the blood that the demons spill
my rhymes are haunted by the forest chill
I summon ancient powers when it’s time to get ill

the moon is my bitch and I feel her desire
stare into my eyes and see satan’s fire
my blood is the blood of the ancient goat
I take the virgin and slit its throat
pure black evil from the ancient spring
cold dimensions only seen by the king
street level rhymes with eternal powers
the next thousand years ARE OURS

antichristian forces bending to my will
I drink the blood that the demons spill
my rhymes are haunted by the forest chill
I summon ancient powers when it’s time to get ill