Serpentine Sibilance - 1349

Corpus Replica, Oath of the Black Tongue

Man unkind in perfect unison

Shapeless evil, touch the hell’s fire

The cloven death mass

Cold Logic, Devil and Vulture

Back to the original sin

There is no God, and we are his prophets

Days will be eclipsed by leather wings

Like ice-cold statues in a Labyrinth of Bone

You stand to drown in tidal waves of sickness

Fire-crested crouching shadows

Skeletal requiem of death

You come with the blackest tidings

Leading the rats to our poisoned wells

Cold Logic, Devil and Vulture

Back to the original sin

Cold Logic — Devils and Serpents

Back to the cardinal sin

Serpentine Sibilance

Incalculable Monochrome

Phantom fingers unstitch time

Serpentine Sibilance

Unconditional harvesters

Rattling bony fingers in the dark

Have we come unbidden…?

The absolute tyrant of your flesh

We came to taste forbidden fruits

To boil your seas and burn your world

Shadow fastened — Scorched into dry bone

Under the Blood-Banner

Spirit-raked, flagrant violation

Harvest this world

Serpents stare, all souls shadow

The Black everlasting flames

Ulterior motives — Walking nightmare

Through the slime of age

Spiritual dissection, twin-horned heathen

Collective bile of millennia

World incinerators — Raised by the infernal

Through decades of slaughter