Unchain the rusted gate Inhale the stench of death Traverse the yard of bones Approach the monolith
Produce the trowel and pick Plunge them into the soil A welcomed scraping shows That I have reached my goal
The casket now unearthed I pry up every nail Remove the mildewed boards To stare upon my prize
I am the apex predator in triumph Observing my prey in the moonlight’s glow A new citizen of this necropolis Her post-mortal virtue is mine Raising my knife in strident glory I rend my way through the funeral gown Nude and necrotic, sallow and ashen Her tomb is my palace of bliss
Received by her cold flesh I am in euphoria My hands upon her throat I am one with the grave
In ecstasy I scream Unto a god long dead Blasphemies and curses In a mongrel tongue
With my hands I Claw at her eyes Lightless, never To see again
I the alpha, I the omega...
Look nigh, you hunter’s moon And bless this union of the flesh I seize forcefully this body I anoint this barren womb Through this unholy ritual I break through my mortal shell I reach the plateau of gods And excrete upon their worldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
