Column of Voracious Souls Lyrics

Album: Dread

Karma! Their impulsive hatred begets their dismal spawn. A creature fashioned of archaic violence. You stand condemned to perish in the black gruesome swirling procession - visceral tides that carry your fate.

This wretch who kneels before you; strike him down. Bathe in his screams and sing harmonies in the rapture of his anguish. Splitting open the skull. Indulge this lust so morbid. Separate the meat from bones and splay the bowels in repugnant exhibition.

You are human fucking waste. O, how you have stained me. Existing to bear the sum of all guilt and shame. Your gift is a burden, bloodstained words anathema on the face of a world decayed.

Death, the orgasm of life. Pain, the abysmal offering. Silence the prayers for reason, snuff out the flames of mercy. Invoke humiliation. Inflict this castration, make real this grand inversion of virtue and deliverance.

Vomitous human cancerous waste. Columns, chains of ragged skin. Diseased souls feasting on filth. Pining for the great slaughter.

Gut me... draw me... hang me on a column of voracious souls!