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Shellshock
War Eternal

by Rifforge

«Country»🇺🇸 USA

«Format»Full-length

«Genre»Death Metal

«City»La Grange, Georgia

«Downloadable»mp3 | flac

«Additional Genres»-

«Release Date»February 21 2025

«MP3 Quality»320 kbps

«Size»88 MB

Tracklist

1. Thy Craft Is Death (04:22)

Desolation and fear
It’s everything that surrounds you
Your encased in shrapnel
As the debris fall around you

The stench of death and the reek of victory - It all fills the air
This battle is over, with no one left to stare
I drench myself in the blood of the corpses, for my work is done here
I bathe in the entrails of xenos, for my craft is death

Burn - I Burn away your skin
Your boiled alive, flayed upon my sight
Lacerations, I cut away your flesh
Chains from the chainsword, slice away at your neck
2. Traitors Shall Burn (03:49)

Pained and tortured souls combined
Waiting for their burning demise
I'll make you feel the emperor's wrath
Where's your fucking god on this path?

Burn - suffer! feel the fire
Burn away your skin, my desire
Die - bleed! feel the pain
Slice away your skin with my chains

Suffer and burn away, your body feels the hate
Joyous day at last! With your head on a pike
Plagued guts and torn cunts, I do care not whom I kill
Traitorous or treasonous you're all the same to me

Suffer, burn! Do it again! I await the day when you're headless
Gurgle blood, cough cancer! I care not for you, I just answer
I'll make you feel the emperor's wrath!
Where's your fucking god on this path?
Where's your fucking god on this path?
Where's your fucking god on this path?

Where's your fucking god?
Where's your fucking god?
Where's your fucking god?
Where's your fucking god on this path?
3. In Servitude We Stand (03:45)

In the name of the Emperor
We serve til’ death
Our only duty is for mankind
We have no final breath

In Terra’s light we are
And we always will be
There is no say in this
In servitude we stand!

We live our lives today
But tomorrow we’re dead
We fight in the Emperor’s name
In servitude we stand

There never was an option
There never will be
We’ll always fight for him
In servitude we stand

In servitude we stand
We give our final breath
In servitude we stand
There is no other way

Desolation and beasts of prey
We follow through with them all
We fight and kill in his name
There will be no fall

Our lives were never ours
Nothing changes today
We serve the Emperor
In servitude is death

We live our lives today
Tomorrow we’ll be dead
We fight in his name today
In servitude we stand

There never was an option
There never will be
We always fight for him again
In servitude we stand

Now fight!
4. At What Expense? (05:05)

Life upon this holy land
In the Emperor's name we stand
Wading through shit to survive
An endless pool of plague and demise

This holy war we fight along
Told to sing one single song:
«The Emperor protects,
In his name, do we fight and stand»

But at what cost do we survive?
Trillions of people just die
But at what expense are we living?
We are the oppressors, admit it

Life is so expendable, why don't we just die?
Killers of Imperial name, we just live to fight
Many dead, too many to count, they were never alive
The smell of rot, the smell of death, the smell of shit on every breath

Forever we will rot
Forever we will burn
Forever we will suffer
Together we die
Forever we will rot
Forever we will burn
Forever we will suffer
Together we die
5. Contorted by Plague (04:10)

Plague boils about to burst
Skinless, rotting, body hurts

Pus, maggot-filled holes
Twisted, plagued, Nurgle’s curse
Dreams, of life in a grave
Dead before I awake

Agony and dread
Pain upon my head
Awake inside a grave
Contorted by the plague

Life inside the grave
I’ll die this very day
Twisted, Nurgle’s curse
Contorted by the plague

Agony and dread
Pain upon my head
Awake inside a grave
Contorted by the plague
6. Hymn of the Emperor (05:10)

Terra, forever growing old
May your tales be heard
For those whom don’t believe
May thou guide them to peace

War, forever growing dead
For that is how it ends
Thy craft commit to death
Emperor, guide my hands

Heresy! Take them all to death
No more shall they breathe
Thou condemned
For that’s what’s meant to be

The book, of prayer
Sing this now to me
Emperor take my soul
7. ...and Their Legacy Still Lives On (04:18)

Born and made for war
Hell - no less nor more
Best of the best
Soldiers of the galaxy

Cadians march, Cadians fall and fight
Planet destroyed but never destroyed their might
Continue on and kill again
For this is war that will not end

Their legacy lives on, they fight again for millennia
Their lives they care not, for war is their purpose
Their legacy lives on, forever more they fight
Their legacy lives on, for now is thy time to kill

Die and live for war, serve the holy Emperor
In Terra's light they sore, fighting off thy traitors

Thy duty for mankind, thy life for the imperium
Thy world over mind, thy service to the Emperor
Thy legacy live on, thy craft still live on
Thy world in your hands, serve thy holy lord
8. War Eternal (07:07)

Millenniums of war
Destroyed planets
Countless lives lost
Never ending damage

Imperial reign
Chaos throes
Worlds of plague
Man gone rogue

Death was never coming
For it was already here
Graves were never dug
For we’ve already been living in one

Planets, lives, cities and more
Everything’s been destroyed
Plague, murder, and slavery
It’s all we’re let to enjoy

The peace will never come
Upon us is eternal warfare
Our worlds, all smashed to dust
Upon us is mankind’s dark age

We’re born inside a grave
Upon us is eternal warfare
Born into guaranteed death
Upon you is eternal warfare

Millenniums of war
Destroyed planets
Death is now a bliss
And life - now a damage

Damnation and Hel
All things come to an end
It’s finally time
For all life to die

Duration: 37:46

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“ Here, fury is forged into the rhythm of strikes - a whirlwind of steel symphonies where chain blades sing of despair.

«War Eternal» breathes apocalyptic landscapes: worlds crumbling into shrapnel, skies soaked in the stench of triumph and decay. This is not just a battle cry but a confession of those who have become instruments of eternal war, their lives dissolved into the dogmas of blind servitude.

Through the roar of artillery fire, questions without answers break through. What remains when faith turns to dust, and sacrifices become mountains of nameless bones? Cracks in the armor of ideology reveal a paradox: fanaticism devouring its own followers and victories that reek of the rot in mass graves.

Flesh becomes a metaphor for decay - bodies twisted by plague, skin peeling away under the onslaught of fire, wheezing breaths that sound like prayers. Yet even in this inferno, there is a place for an almost mystical devotion, where death is not an end but a ritual of rebirth - into a soldier whose spirit outlives the collapse of his flesh.

The album's finale is the icy silence of eternity. War, transcending into a law of existence, ghost planets, echoes of battles waged for millennia. This is not music about an ending, but an endless fall into the abyss, where every «tomorrow» is doomed to repeat yesterday’s nightmare. There is no hope here - only a chain reaction of rage, looped into the eternal soundtrack of annihilation.