Until we're close to addicts
Now grime is running out
For us to make amends
To retake what once was lost
To exalt our throne above the stars of God
"To throw our fuck into gates and guts
Of a severed neverland
Where we, the damned
Once pleasured ran
Like seamen from the phallus sea"
Exit
Sacrifice
Sigils Made of Flesh and Trees
Pyramid of Skulls
Apparitional Void of Failure
Exit
Horizon Of Plastic Caskets
The Light of Those Who Failed
Telepáticos cujos
Untitled
Unblessed Be
Inner Sanctum Surveillance
Beauty is Only Razor Deep
Obfuscated in Oblivion
Intro
Reflecting hateful energy
Damage Your Soul
Blood From the Roots of the Forest
Possession of Desolate Magick
The eye upon the throne