Eroded limbs lay in obscurity
Tremoring with the permutations of an unclean elixir
Coursing through narrowing veins,
As misshappen unborn in obdurate wombs
Born through the unfurling of broken passages
While shapes linger over their inverse
With cold stares through sunken eyes
As hissing tongues gasp, "I know you, frail creature!"
The markings on crumbling throats
Tell of past ruination and profane curses
Those conjured into this circle within three sides
To swallow satisfaction in pernicious and disobedient desires,
And writhe in terrible winds of possession
Hearing the Headless Spirit dismally beckon:
"Annihilate human faculties, for whatever suppositions you hold,
These are not mere words!"
So suck not these tears, as we welcome the fate of doom in chains

Evil Seed-Bleed for me
Reveal what dwells beyond
Where these limbs cannot reach

Storm of the subconscious
(Caressed in the arms of the dead)
Raging-Leading Beyond
In sinister sleep now descend

Evil-Seed

Seed if sin-Visions now appear
Rivers of blood-Drowned in the black
Pulsating poisonous veins

Evil-Seed

Reaching the gate of salvation
Into the abyss of the dead
Torn lungs now breathing the venom
In chaos-We are dead