As They Reached the Womb - Procession

Another soul for the devil

The cunt-like wounds, the epicenter… of the end

The muddy ocean surroundings

The worm-like germs now inside thee

A still born wish for his majesty

That from inside rapes humanity

The sacred rite of a poisoned birth

Among the fumes, no more destiny

Sons and daughters of the damned

Scourge the ashes of the land

Sons and daughters of the damned

Feed on the ashes of the land

As they reach our mother’s womb…

Bestialized, sign of doom

A swarm of blood in silent forms

Creatures impending

Morphing… shaping…the scars are growing

Another life, another grave hollowed by nature

Wild… unholy…the scars are flowing

Solo: JP

The ones to come

Will never see

They had a choice

We let it bleed

As they reached

Our Mother’s womb…