O comatose mortal wanderers
For what do you seek the path of bones?
Its rotting veils of skin are thin
Between your fuckin' world
And (the) Death Beyond

Can you smell
The stench
of ancient seekers?
Who bleed forever
on their rusty crucifixes
Among the seas of rot
and sempiternal death

The faceless watcher wait
Dead but dreaming
When (a wise man) breaks
The shards of occult sins

Come crawl in awe
Come crawl in ignorance
Worship Eternal Satan
And
Worship Death

I'm paradise of pain and ashes
For those who will know
Where starless path is whirling
With the nails through hungry hearts

From pits of the abyss
I march as desecration
I march as sickness
To rape and feast and kill
(your (infant) dreams)

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