Sermon Of Flames - I Have Seen The Light, And It Was Repulsive lyrics
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Tracks 02. Cauldrons Of Boiling Piss
03. Chords Wrung From The Ribs Of The Earth 04. I//H//D//O//D//E//S//I//W//A//C 05. G.O.D. 06. Vacuous & Disjointed 07. Seething Radiance 09. Vehemence 10. Jahr Null 11. Hymn Of Apotheosis 12. Dancer Of The 6 Agonies 02. Cauldrons Of Boiling Piss
The scent, of perversion
Still clings to your flesh True lust, still fetid Filth, blooms from thine nest I’ve seen cauldrons, of piss, scalding The limbs floating, a tongue sloughing Totem of disease Shell, empty 03. Chords Wrung From The Ribs Of The Earth
The sky, is choked
Thine lungs, heave Our sins, burn As earth, cries out Our blood boils As the seasons, bleed into one Corrupt flesh, I am become Temple, of disease Clouds of blooming sickness Thy most ancient chord Suffering, of all life, Every path, leads to failure Every dream, envisioning Every soul, a price to pay Every breath, laboured in pain 04. I//H//D//O//D//E//S//I//W//A//C
Void, so pure
Ethereal, conjured Waves, of flesh Consuming within Entombed, in slumber Churning, reverie Tides, of mist Swallow my soul The gears, eternal Thine bones, charnel The moon, casts Festering light Devotion defiled Pain that can’t be denied Ennui etched in bile Visions of suicide Eyes leering in hunger Flesh torn asunder Hate, given form The night as it swarms 05. G.O.D.
I have seen Jesus,
I have tasted Christ I have seen the vessel, Give birth to holy light Life fragile, born of bloated flesh Child of virtue, cursed as all the rest Seed that’s sewn, within the womb of time Spilling forth, spawn from cunts, so divine Gift of denial, carved upon the flesh Gift of denial, for those with nothing left Gift of denial, bitter memories Gift of denial, death won’t set you free Visions in blood, suffering divine, Hallucinations of ivory, benign Gift of denial, prayers to the void Gift of denial, chalices of oil Gift of denial, skin without purpose Gift of denial, life, worthless Gift of denial, love tempered true Gift of denial, forged in utero Gift of denial, etched upon the face Gift of denial, torn from grace 06. Vacuous & Disjointed
Forgive, cast out
Let seed, take root Invoke, voices Whore tongue, curses Spit forth, vile lies Reject blood ties Branch held, by claw White leaf, black maw The spite, from thy tongue The warmth, of thine tears The sins, you preach aloud Crimson, disdain, virus, of the soul The seeds of ignorance Harvest, in excess Bloom, borne of filth Ingest, carrion soil 07. Seething Radiance
Blinded by
Seething radiance of voices, infinite cacophony Crippled gasps, From the throats of martyrs crippled, binded in their holy clasps Between worlds Heaving lungs that conjure visions, of the tombs beneath the soil Grotesque beauty, blooming caskets, palled phantom shells in time Limbs reach out Clawing for life Lurking forever Withered & blind 09. Vehemence
Vehement, agony
Lustrous, infancy From thine temple, obsidian, craven Divination in excrement, sickly, pale See, thy door, left, withered Born, under dying, suns Tongues, licking wounds never healed Pillars, lashed with thorns Giver of life, bearer of seed Caress of dusk, yield Ashes, envelop my heart Foe, creation, Punishment, unabating Husk of lineage From Ancient bloodshed Mass grave terra Thy heirloom is fractured Sigil, of sin Forged, from within Child, of torment Forced, to bare, the scars, of life 10. Jahr Null
You cast, iron, shaped as your faith
Your Vision, brazen, utter disgrace The year is null, and the sun has died The year is null, as the light subsides Hate, takes root, in, the hearts, of the youth Past, erased, from, the face, of the earth The year is null, and the sun has died The year is null, and the light subsides A veil, is drawn I gaze, in awe I see what you are, Coward, pawn I see what you are Weakened, small The year is null, and the sun has died The year is null, and the light subsides 11. Hymn Of Apotheosis
The enmity of self-appraisal
Drowned in tides of endless slumber Caustic malignancy, reasoning routed in contempt Rituals of self-deprecation The shadow cast from the furnace of heaven A rotting sun, that swarms with light The miscarriage of infinity Visions, in which my suffering is eternal A Hymn to transformation 12. Dancer Of The 6 Agonies
Bound, to life, in, cursed seed
Hand, of cancer, guides me O, how form, contorts Gifts, oft seen, pain, serene Allegiance, bares agony Withered form, festering I want to die and leave ruin in my wake I want the world to ache as I have ached I want to fall and for man to bleed I want the pain of life to cease |