Nekroi Theoi piosenki

In a colony founded on blood Are we surprised to see That blood has become its currency? These tragedies are not defects These are functions of the host We purge each visible blemish But the whole of the organism is corrupt in origin As such it thrives...

The innate instinct of God is to consume All he creates All he speaks into existence with his foetid breath Is to die and be devoured by soil The dead are consumed Excreted to feed the mangled pelt of the earth And consumed again In this endless...