trapped by the talons of His embrace, no air, can't breathe the Serpent's foul stench suffocates, asphyxiates, strangulates as you fall limp, with both eyes turned back, your bones have been crushed by the weight of His black cold dead heart He tears out a vein to drip it all back in fervor you feed as the Serpent bleeds no drop will you spill, you harlots of greed
Pray To My Pestilent One, O Swarm of the Fallen
resurgence to pulse, arise by His strings fall in a worship, silent, deafening praise Him, fellate worship, fellate swallow, fellate discarded, you wait
led by the strings that were woven in fear, deflesh you must be veiled, mutate deviate from stardust you came, corpseborn you are from the seed of the worm worship while he sodomizes your shame rise to the altar, dustcult blindly you follow, dustcult dead; you are hollow, dustcult dead you areTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
