The Crypt (SK) - Grand Feast for Worms lyrics

Soul, sterilized universe with fear I must see for I shall pay the price No escape from life that cries for relief What an irritating state of being dead How ridiculous, is this the destiny? Prophecy lies down on infertile soil Nothing is going to bloom here but pain Where devil and I have discussed The comforts of d**h Pride whipped with corroded tongues Swallow; and nothingness is reached The last moments of your f**ing life Are taken by the void inside your heart How can you be so reckless? Your scars do say nothing to you Blood comes out to feast the f**ing worms Flesh cannot be safe Bandaged who*e breathes no more No barrier between now and before Senses cannot say what you feel For the first and the last time And who can? How ridiculous, is this the destiny? Prophecy lies down on infertile soil Nothing is going to bloom here but pain Where devil and I have discussed The comforts of d**h