Cenotapharium (Demo), by Defleshing A God

Cenotapharium (Demo)

by Defleshing A God

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1.	Defleshing A God 02:18	lyrics	buy track
Choose a god to deflesh Bewteen an huge pantheon of bastard actors Semigods and lords One and only? We are all born from the result of a rape We are all born with an innate seed of selfdestruction Into the meat of an animal Beyond divine flesh Between the prisons of the body Crawling inside your head Incandescent With a knife the incision begins Upon the altar full of blood that flows painfully Victim screaming mortuorum Is it God? Defleshing a God Gripping the gristle without mercy The shank is removed Blades piercing inside and inside and inside Where no one can hide
2.	Cenotapharium 02:08	lyrics	buy track
The tomb is empty and I crawl inside Marble of the dead where I abide You will forever reside Worms of emptiness below Hell is where you will go Enter as friend... Live as enemy! Reading your epitaph Scorching cenotaph Cenotapharium Welcome to my bestiarium Your flesh still rots Even in this empty chow Blank for millenniums Crawling into tombs Desecrating the graves I am the cenotapharium Warden and cenotaph Advanced state of decomposition Worms infesting regions Locusts of a biblical exodus Invading the world
3.	Krucifix I Maul 01:58	lyrics	buy track
Krucifix I maul Death immortal for all Inside the flesh you strawl Your holy mass drama Feign Pantomime Thespian art My mother is a whore Your mother is a whore The mother of God is a whore Product of world's old (blow)job Possession of bestial demons Screaming pain without an end Where there is nothing more to blend Lying on a bed Linen covered with blood Eyes twisted into death Gas from the mouth Around you everything is dead
4.	Gestatorial Chair Of Sathan Asmodeus 02:42	lyrics	buy track
Thy unholiness From the highness of thy throne Worn on shoulder like the coffin of the dead Gestatorial chair of Sathan Asmodeus Nobility Bloodred carpet Long cloak brought by slaves No reaction in putrefaction Hex me! Welcome to my kingdom Full of luxury Spires and fountains Paintings and statues Perfection of culture Imperfection of religions My bed wrapped with Turkish silk linens Precious worths more than all your lives Hoax in thy creed