It's an unmarked cemetery Of desecrated flesh in purgatory And the stench washing over me Marks the stage of a thousand years of sacrifice
Casting down souls of the forsaken Evoking gods of long forgotten Tortured bodies and broken souls Mummified the flesh to behold
At the bottom of the unseen Gods that feast on depravity To the order that possess me I submit to ritual heresy
Desecrated in ignominy Shadowed faces of the elite looming above Pleading of the sacrifice heard by no one
It is coming closer to time for the feeding of infernal beasts Sacrificed unto the bog Hands bound and throat slit, broken, waiting for the forms to come The favor of lost gods
In this unmarked cemetery Of desecrated flesh in purgatory I can't speak of what I've seen No forgiveness for turning from the Nazarene Our tongues are bound, and so our souls Slaves to the order As I descend into the scourge A mass of sphagnum in my body will engorge
At the bottom of the unseen Gods that feast on depravity To the order that possess me I submit to ritual heresy
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