[Lyrics by Fleshgore. Music by Sad.]
They nourish their sanguinity with gaunt esurience
and obey to the Thanatos
sign
the vultures scratch raw decaying opaque faces
to befide the life means to mortify
Mother's temple-like womb gives at
the seams
the infant sight will never be pierced by the dawn
the new-born evil's narrated Famin
now his Ascension Day is
undergone
Ravished by the rotten breath of twilight Necropolis
priestess of the fin God is covering the road
for that
ophidian bastard of the flades could be banished
to send Famin into his cradle under the sod
With demonic carnality revives the
epitome demon
blending a sustenance of tears, blood and ptomaine
spreading in his Dance Macabre sallow semen
onto scantly-fleshed
sere soil's membrane
Greeting murder as nostrum, mitigatory gift
sains the pyre made of those, who wished to live
with
poignant pain he glorifies the wraith
of Necropolis - the Domain of Death