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The second single from our (upcoming) first album, "Sanctum Diaboli"
lyrics
Heaven is an image in the eyes of the weak
Pipe dreams incubated by the spineless masses
Open up and let the universe inside you
Let the void of the infinite space read you the Sonnet of Unending Death
Existential terror consuming
Enveloped in a blanket of cold regret
There is no cosmic judge or fucking jury
Everything you've failed to do is failure for yourself
When will you learn that we all die alone?
There's nothing you can do to stop your loved ones from leaving you
When will you give up and stop fucking breathing?
Why won't this pain inside die?
Mother, the maker
In silent slumber
You will leave this planet in the form that you arrived;
Stark naked and covered in blood
Putrid human stench
Removed from your neck
You will never use those hands
To pray to god again
Forged steel release
Frailty of life
Bathed in opalescence
Essence of the weakening and dumbing down of value represented
Coveted arrogance
Severed and reverent
Hatred of the form
Manifested in the shape
How could I forgive you?
Heaven is an image in the eyes of the living
Painted aberrations in the form of a cross
Open up and let the hatred build inside you
Let the void of infinite space consume us all