Through the mist so thick Hibernal blood creeps through Location of damnation Only known by a few The chosen pass it's gates Eternal compass reads south Tongue gripped then pulled From the prophet's mouth Muted ambition So thin and unseen Forsaken destination The harvest of a fiend Taking its crops To a dying garden Skin starts growth Arteries harden Watered from the tears Of human grief and pain Pouring down from the crust
Profession of possession Obsession for aggression Cultivate Incubus! Cultivate Incubus!
Flooding the isles Drinking its stealth Demons grow quick Born with perfect health Fucking the sleeping Eating and creeping Fingering the hole Leads to the soul Spreading their seeds For the gardens of hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
