Come by the altar We die as we die to be the other creature Walk to incarnate those lives for exhumation We both are resurrected The guts get round and spiral What k**s and bleeds, to charge the creature Your head is down Your brain is dead By existential murderer We both are resurrected My body is blaming whom The guts get round and spiral What k**s and bleeds, to charge the creature Slave and master pieces Lying on the ground beyond
A victim of it's own perfection None prayer for the halls of god Your brain is dead Your eyes are red Your body opened And splattered head Die for dying k** for bloodlust Take my pieces Those slave and master pieces My guts and your caress embodied all and ripped the truth you won't confess till I know you are dead or burn in hell when I hate, your splattered bones crush well when I die you die for me in hell.