One thousand different rooms full of pain One thousand rooms full of different pain There are no words to describe all the horror Which these thick stonewalls have witnessed
Voyaging into the ravines in their empty eyes You can observe all those Demons as they rise Experiencing the perverse form of true art All the poetry in dead flesh and suffocated love
Listen carefully to the dialogue between your skin and these rusty blades Feel free to appreciate our ways to progress you Worship the blackened lights in our forwarded hearts As we turn your filthy body into a piece of art
The desecration of god's image is almost completed As your desperation enriches this masterpiece The symmetry of mutilation is worth marveling All the artists wait for your pulse to seize
In the breathless flesh exhibition our loyality is comprised Through the materialising of sickness our praises are combined With the magnificience of this art we hail Thee, oh Satan!!!
Listen carefully to the dialogue between your skin and these rusty blades Feel free to appreciate our ways to progress you Worship the blackened lights in our forwarded hearts As we turn your filthy body into a piece of artTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
