Fetid simulation Of this wretched congregation Disciples of the fallen and the heretic will rise
Narcissistic nation Severed tongues of blind dictation The serpent spoke this unto me through gilded light and lunacy
Taste the fury That feed the devils inside Fueled by torment, Sin, sex, sickness and pride
Parasite submission Parasitic condition Parasite slave culture Parasite it's over
3. Better Than Suicide
This cancer eats the filth away Ran from slits so deep so dirty Fed the vile the children's bane
Yes this pestilence this lovers dream The flesh this plague assimilates The end of all: this slate wiped clean
Eclipsing devotion with shallow disguise They prey on the fruit of the one they despise
Better than suicide
Disorder guilds the human filth Wrecked from fair perversity The wicked frails at touch the ill
The children frisk in killing fields Dark rivers of corrosion flow And meet the shores of throes un-healed
4. Anaesthetic (For The Pathetic)
Suffered a legion of blood and despair Naked and twisted scratching in this empty skin Perverse and destroyed A forgery of what used to be Drowning in the absence Of self sustaining chemistry
Do I fade away Do I gasp for air Do I live out a life that was preset Even if I struggle to the day I die Do I waste my time
We'll just live out our lives anesthetized.
Delay, decay Filling up the cavity To staunch the sickly feeling of death (of death) Killing me the tragedy This torture scene is purity You will see inside of me The growing of this malady
5. The Room
6. Flesh Harvest
They have no more power They have no room to deflower
To end the fear to end this pain We must cleanse this earth with the sulphur and rain Still you're all waiting for perdition's son Who needs your fucking god when I've got my gun?
Forget flesh harvest
That which brings us to our knees will separate our fantasies
7. Scar Of The Deceiver
Poisoned by your creed Kill the faith to cure the sickness Down on your knees Prove to me you'll die for your belief
And when I purge all the morals you breed To be clean to be clean For the coming collapse of your dream Your scattered bones will build my effigy
I wear the scar of the deceiver
And in the end when I've turned your lives to dust And obliterated every trace of you from my mind I'll be free to make this world my own
Don't cry to me, this is what you want This is what you asked for This is your prophecy And I've come to see it through
8. Crwn Thy Frnicatr
You ripped the soul from the child in me Bow down to the land of the free Bow down to the world to the world that made me
Bury the nails into the one like me Consecrating the lies exalts false prophecy Tearing apart of man and all his goals Offers benediction and wills to plague your
Soul is made In god the taste Of sulphur and rain The Christ now turns on man And brings him pain
A gun to the temple of a world enslaved By the ties that bind us to a faded hope Ensures the perversion that you try to hide Will become as dust that will fade in time
To take This world Of hate Of torture Our fate Will rest in hands That sew the seeds of rape
9. Visceral Holocaust
Transcending life through sleeps decree This I wear shall taste debris Through rancor find serenity Visceral holocaust to see
Insipid dreams were flowing red A sea of sin from cattle thats been bled Unbeknownst until the end With their backs to life they'd rather be home instead
Unto the beast an image made Of broken flesh culled from the sharpest blade They say we men are wretched things So full of hate lost hope and broken dreams
Infected skin Serrated grin Where was life and where does death begin? This hallowed sin Wont spoil within Reveals a path an exalted life to live
The cold the steel the razor the blade The tighter the noose the faster we fade
10. Proficiscor Of Terminus Vicis
11. The Purging (A Revelation Of Pain)
This life will see the feathers fall, and wont we all? (so graceful) While our dreams descend these begging hands still cry of wanting of needing The blackened nails drove deep within still have us bound To a tribulating ever waiting no way out save the blood on my hands
Deceiver, receiver Creeps and crawls to and from the reaper
One day I'll be just what you said I could never be One day I'll leave you far behind just like the time you left me
These eyes has seen the bad ones This flesh has suffered underneath it all We can't all be just like the good ones Suffered, I suffered for you all I'll be the one to take the fall
