Ancient Ones! Of tomb they reek Anathema of life Barren of soul With purpose clear: Eradicate all breath Devoid of flesh (Efficiency) All excess is removed Life is noise Life is naught In futility exists All that lives Be hunted down In silence peace will come Devoid of flesh (Efficiency) All excess is removed Nekrodermis By ancient rites I condemn you to the Void By ancient rites I condemn you to non-existence