Songtexte:
Xasthur

: The moon tonight feels my revenge To summon forth my time (of sin) and hate Impaled are their wings Raped is the soul From the bleeding holy womb

Paint in blood A sigil of death On fading reflections Beneath this night Master of their infernal fears, I take these burning gates...to reign Pass

[instrumental]

[Mutiilation Cover] [instrumental]

Naive, weak, obey. Follow into the human concentration camps, Your black savior of 'hope' leads the way... Towards mass graves (and plastic caskets)

Self-destruction towards the true enemy within, it's the only battle you can win. Other wars, you don't stand a chance. Turn the weapon and turn the cause

Your pride (bloodstained mask) is a fucking lie, here it will be denied as I've watched you... fail I will give you the gift of guilt when you have failure

For I dug a mass grave in abysmal depths For this wasted human race shall never be reborn again Cold burial, their blood stains the snow Eyes that will

Tranquility in sickness to soothe the inner madness (Dissonant inner code, blueprints to genocide). Inseminated knife wounds are infecting your thoughts