Killing Music — Benediction

You incubate despicable rancorous seed No thing of beauty this so tortured flesh turned death

Despised gestation, fertile breeding, sufocation In the darkest place, foetal horror's corruption bleeds

Infect

All the years of pain and death no saviour Oh hated injustice, paying tithes to death itself

Despised gestation, fertile breeding, sufocation Would that we had the knife to cut if free

Let the blood run free

?and in the mirror before you Sightless eyes blind to the growing shadow Consuming?

And as the dead we shall walk

Blackly erubescent, eschatological descent Words twisted beyond madness in this world of the truest path

Despised gestation, fertile breeding, sufocation Would that we had the knife to cut if free

Carved into our hearts We wear the name called death Will there be a beyond? Then let it weep in preparation?

A legacy of shining lights to despise the unjust History will remember the ones among the first into the breach

Once more unto the breach

Subsumed by abomination Dead ritualistic threnody this killing music