Inner disturbance, that must decrease
A hungry, rabid, scent of disease
Lifeless, in this cold air
Rehearsing in this old coffin sphere
Can't prevent the end any longer
Carving death into my chest skin
Vomit pouring down my ribs
Coagulating with the blood
In a bitter, grotesque stench
This ain't no black fucking magic
My body is a temple of bacterias
As everyone piss your mouth full
Making love with the scum of the earth
The monolith of shit gave you birth
In the halls of the giants
In the halls of the giants