Larvae writhe in dance And sing a funeral song They writhe in the dance of death Waiting for our end
Open your eyes, nothing is as it seems The world is rotten and we have died We are in this realm, empire of the worm This is our end
We create Unreal world From our morbid desires The beast feeds on blood and pain Suffering brings salvation
Morbid visions Unreal beasts Crawling vermin Pilgrims of filth Nightmarish beings Abominations Perverted divinity The world is dying now
Open your eyes, nothing is as it seems The world is rotten and we have died We are in this realm, empire of the worm This is our end We create Unreal world Based on cruel desires Suffering is the embodiment of the beauty And the beast is feasting on blood
In the realm of the worm Time ceased to exist We became immortal Like monoliths of conquest
In the realm of the worm We are eternal Awaiting for a second becoming In the womb of wormTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
