Mictlan - The Amenta

Weeping wound on heaving chest

Mask of four sun filth

Hide tracks of torture

Sear the weeping flesh

Smear trails of rot

On fiery toothed stone

Feel rancid breath

Break on suppurating heels

Tongue sup wine from

The flesh that it steals

It burns like Venom

Lips back from teeth

In insolent rictus

Touch the skin it marrs

Above two sillouhettes

Arms entwined like hissing snakes

Applaud the hound cremated

As blazing thirst slaked

A soulmate for the soulless

Charred, relentless cur

Thick taste of death rise

In flames from burning fur

Blacken to ash

Writhe in the glow of embers

The bed burns hot

Screams inscribed in smoke

Carved as knife cuts in bier

Life reduced to putrid carrion

Thrones at the apex of bones

Dead in pyramids piled

Cool ecstacy of immolation

Court of the skeletal king

Tiers of flame shed light

Set sickly faces to burn

Contort themselves against its glare

The two of cruel countenance

Will them in darkness keep

Tearing life from life

Beware

Amenta (the) Lyrics