Omnis humana cogitatio in fundamentis putrefactionis conditur,
quam ecclesia Domini nostri ei praeposuit.
Lungs filled with embers and regurgitating boiling blood I say Praise the
Lord,
praise, O servants of the Lord...
We will sing a new song to thee,
O God: a psaltery of thirteen Stations,
may scoria bury Eden and blind the light of hope...
Internecine Iatrogenesis
III
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Sand
Alléluia
Alleluia!
I
Decadence
Genocide Operation
Si Monumentum Requires Circumspice
Si Monumentum Requires Circumspice
Renegade Ashes
Abscission
Monument of Hate
Our Life Is Your Death
Yells From The Abyss
The Repellent Scars Of Abandon And Election
Knowledge Of The Ultimate Void
You Cannot Even Find The Ruins…
A Chore for the Lost