Those Who Rot The Souls

Katalepsy

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The only one star odiously throbs in forgotten abyss
Drinking the bile of whores in the loneliness
Feeding greedy insatiable satellites
With torn out vicious hearts

In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony
There is someone writhing in paroxysm of disgust
In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony
There is someone writhing in paroxysm of disgust
In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony
To the blind shuffling and shrieking flutes sound

Through the gates they leaked from the stars
Like cosmic pus
The eerie impossible pantheon froze
Staring at the swarming life
Through the gates
They leaked
From the stars
Like cosmic pus

Those who were born by inhuman womb
Planning sins and enjoying desolation
They walk the earth, creating life forms
Life forms for satiation
Squelching in a bloody swamp
And leaving cracked bones
As predicting the future of
The future of our dying race
Dying race

Those who were born by inhuman womb
Planning sins and enjoying desolation
They walk the earth
Creating life forms for satiation

Through the gates
They leaked from the stars
Like cosmic pus
Through the gates
They leaked from the stars
Like cosmic pus