Those Who Rot the Souls - Katalepsy

The only one star odiously throbs in forgotten abyss

Drinking the bile of whores in the loneliness

Feeding greedy insatiable satellites

With torn out vicious hearts

In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony

There is someone writhing in paroxysm of disgust

In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony

There is someone writhing in paroxysm of disgust

In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony

To the blind shuffling and shrieking flutes sound

Through the gates they leaked from the stars

Like cosmic pus

The eerie impossible pantheon froze

Staring at the swarming life

Through the gates

They leaked

From the stars

Like cosmic pus

Those who were born by inhuman womb

Planning sins and enjoying desolation

They walk the earth, creating life forms

Life forms for satiation

Squelching in a bloody swamp

And leaving cracked bones

As predicting the future of

The future of our dying race

Dying race

Those who were born by inhuman womb

Planning sins and enjoying desolation

They walk the earth

Creating life forms for satiation

Through the gates

They leaked from the stars

Like cosmic pus

Through the gates

They leaked from the stars

Like cosmic pus