L'instinct de Mort Lyrics


Behold, the crimson forces storm

The briar teems with roots and thorn

Redeemer, crawls among the filth

Interloper, sowing greed and guilt

Propagate the lie

Spew it from on high

Leave the sanctum burning

Vessels turned to ash

Fetid maelstrom churning

Backs aching for the lash

And it happens again

And again and again and again and again

Naked sophistry

Now cast into the underworld

Blatant heresy

Vermillion labarum unfurled

Sickening potency

Into the fiery pits they're hurled

A wild jubilee for the death of a century

The fetid stench leaking from the chasm

The fog seeping from the tomb

And the blood in their veins rushes cold

Seeing hideous visions foretold

As they breathe deep the grave mold

And the rest of their lives unfold

And the past comes alive

And the future's abolished in one blinding flash

And the void sucks the universe in

And your future is your past

But then you die again

But then you die again

Again you die

Again you die

Again you die

Again you die

Again you die

Again you die

Again you die

Again you die

Again you die