One thousand different rooms full of pain
One thousand rooms full of different pain
There are no words to describe all the
horror
Which these thick stonewalls have witnessed
Voyaging into the ravines in their empty eyes
You can observe all those
Demons as they rise
Experiencing the perverse form of true art
All the poetry in dead flesh and suffocated love
Listen
carefully to the dialogue between your skin and these rusty blades
Feel free to appreciate our ways to progress you
Worship the
blackened lights in our forwarded hearts
As we turn your filthy body into a piece of art
The desecration of god's image is
almost completed
As your desperation enriches this masterpiece
The symmetry of mutilation is worth marveling
All the artists wait
for your pulse to seize
In the breathless flesh exhibition our loyality is comprised
Through the materialising of sickness our
praises are combined
With the magnificience of this art we hail Thee, oh Satan!!!
Listen carefully to the dialogue between your
skin and these rusty blades
Feel free to appreciate our ways to progress you
Worship the blackened lights in our forwarded
hearts
As we turn your filthy body into a piece of art