background lead: Seth lead: Nergal what fool you are! from zenith to nadir through externalized purity dexterity sealed ye gates ov your own paradise
Oh serpent and lion, I invoke thee Inside the shrine called life By seven wonders, by myriad mortals That gone and are to come Outside, outside desert
Behold the throne of burning gold And all the evil that it shelters Yet I be monarch myself Offering more than others give Materialize the ashes of Elysium
Reptile Spreading sickness and disease among the men Grubby creed What are ye but the soulless meat? Lunatic Cancer consuming thy race from inside Beware
From long forgotten aeons At sunrise thou shouldst come Desired for so fucking long Ascend at my command Surmount the sea Throw open portals of life
In my church of disbelief It canst get no better When days turn from black to gray In church of indifference So innocent in their guilt Perfect in their
Split my skin, fuck my wounds Desecrate the inner sanctum in which I hide Drag me through the mud, blind my whitening eyes That I may see darkness in
Annu Kunuk Nergal Annu Kussum Pazuzu Ultu Ulla Bit Litum Hark the howl of pestilential wind Atem, devourer of life forever blackening Sculpted in stone
hark! the all prophetic incantation I was here before the beginning came and I am the one to come after all myths and gods remain I shall beyond the end
Ascend as empires burn Conquistadors ov the promised land Like the sons ov Anak They shall rise from beyond the dawn Rise as victorious trumpets call
it really is Go ahead apostasy Tepid waters do not run Stagnation breeds disease Flies surround Multiply maggot parasites Why keep that title? Why redefine? Lord of the flies Apostasy, apostasy
The apparition of two faces in disgust invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from open
When our flames were lit by chaos... We knew not the grip; the bondage of light Then he waved his sceptre, and cosmos was formed Too late we knew our
Day after day my subconscious screams at me You are a withering god! A fix for the fun, a fix for the ritle, this feeling it drives me insane Burning
A helping hand from an ignorant father, results in your misery Born and race with saying grace, oh please god help thee!!! Your private parts are missing
Desperately you accept and inject the virus of truth The masses seek and swallows lies and saviours Drowning and dissolving in absolutions This is our
Determined for vengeance he was Sold to a nation cold! Raised out of ashes and crime Stiff-necked and remorseless Futility's womb bears fruit again Burning
Standing in the ashes gazing out, the strength of cold blood reaches my heart There's nothing left for me to return to my mind is totally torn apart Indoctrined
