Tracks

02. Between Shit And Piss We Are Born
04. The Destroying Angel
07. When The Lion Devours Both Dragon And Child



02. Between Shit And Piss We Are Born

Intra faeces et urinam nascimur
We are born covered in shit and

And are you satisfied,
It's unto shit that you return,
Are you happy that it is,
In piss that you drown?

Intra faeces et urinam nascimur
We are born covered in shit and

And are you satisfied,
It's unto shit that you return,
Are you happy that it is,
In piss that you drown?

You are the swine, fucking in hiding
You may as well let it flood your lungs.
You may as well get fucking acclimatized
You are the swine and the shit shall die

Do you even know,
Where you come from,
You insignificant fuck,

Intra faeces et urinam nascimur
We are born covered in shit and

And are you satisfied,
It's unto shit that you return,
Are you happy that it is
In piss that you drown?


04. The Destroying Angel

Kill everybody in the whole word... Ahaha!

You have (something) of sustenance
There will be no oxygen to sustain the flame
There will be no air for your kind to breathe
You will wither and become a thing of the past

Destroying Angel!

You have decayed from within
Your redemption is (not sure what he says)
You have become one with your poison
You will submit to The Destroying Angel

Destroying Angel!

You have staggered on the brink of reprieve

Destroying Angel!

Destroying Angel!
You have staggered on the brink of reprieve
your book you're freezing hell


07. When The Lion Devours Both Dragon And Child

My soul is weary of our life,
I will leave my complaint upon myself,
I will speak in the bitterness of my soul,
I will undo the land of god to which you condemn me.

It matters not wherefore,
Thou contendest with me,
It is good unto thee that,
Thou shouldest oppress,
That thou shouldest,
Despise the work of thy hands,
And shine upon the counsel of the wicked.

You were crying out of my eye.

A madman's lantern falls broken upon unfeeling ground
What was holiest has bled to death under our knives
Who will wipe this blood off us?
Who will wipe this blood off us?

Thy days are as the days of man,
For thou art mortal I shall diminish,
Thou knowest that I am wicked,
I am wicked,
There is none that,
Could deliver then out of my hand.

You sent the Dragon to fight,
You're killing the Lion.

A madman's lantern falls broken upon unfeeling ground
What was holiest has bled to death under our knives
Who will wipe this blood off us?
Who will wipe this blood off us?

Silence the miracle
And over he is here to dead.

A madman's lantern falls broken upon unfeeling ground
What was holiest has bled to death under our knives
Who will wipe this blood off us?
Who will wipe this blood off us?