Rivers of Nihil - A Fertile Altar lyrics

[Music: Kunz; Lyrics: Biggs] The dread of night manifests in me, I am the teeth in the mouth of eternity. Driven by a cyclical will: The Order demands that blood must spill. Upon my altar, the flesh is ma**-produced. One singular obsession: Disfigurement of youth. Pray to the terror of my name. For I am God in the eyes of your family, They have surrendered your flesh unto me. My copious offspring: Salvation to the world. The vibrance of a vessel filled with the seed. The seed of a prophet, celestial bound. Lay your body before your Lord and King, Hallowed is the nature of my blasphemy. A cold slab blessed by God Himself, An altar of fruitful creation. Built by your father's hands! The decaying rites of our fathers, Spring forth into a new world age. Inside I know I am the chief of all sinners. Upon my altar, the flesh is ma**-produced. One singular obsession: Disfigurement of youth. Pray to the terror of my name, And pray to the truth!