Forged from the fires in the belly of the Earth beware thine demon convincing are the words to an innocent spirit that you were born a heathen
Leering amongst the deviant Leering amongst the villainous Luring the frailty of man Isolate and devour
Struggle to inherit a heaven that does not exist whispers of mortality loom over everything as if they ripped the sun out of the sky Pales in the wake of death's stride screams of mortality loom over everything as if they ripped the stars out of the night sky you praise a darkness disguised by light
Parallel to none we exist by the grace of the divine propagation causing Man to decline
as you wither on the vine devouring deception as you wither on the vine They will watch as you decay only sheep are sure to follow and obey
The weak will be crushed by walls of the tomb built by frailty which resides within your veins pumping deadly venom directly into the heart of a desolate shell of wasted skin
Lost in perpetual dreamscapes reality Lost in perpetual fantasy
Leering amongst the deviant Leering amongst the villainous your eyes once glossed with innocence will see no truth so unfortunate to live depraved and carry that burden to your grave
Putrefy on the vine swallow lies festering and waiting for the harvester to come reclaim your fate Putrefy on the vine swallow lies festering and waiting for death to strike and end your destroyed life writhing, dying cut yourself free from the vine with apostasyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
