Black rotting blood invades my ailing flesh Destroys and burns me down
alive Elcerated lips stinking of death Excommunicated creators of
mine Blasphemous words and eyes that bleed In horrible never ending
torments Waiting for hell my dead body looks ahead That will be soon the
end Prepare you to die This comes unexpectedly Ask nobody
"why? It's Just an inevitable thing Still existing mind being in deadly
fear Soon will be only heap of musty rot Tongue, heart and all my guts
shall be digested by the necrophobuc grubs No hope I must die and turn to
ashen dust My soul will fly away to realms of dead Absurd resistance, I
feel, Darkness takes my soul I'm only, after all, the slave of hell Raise
from this grave Is fear in your eyes? You have to leave your
flesh Still wait for you - decapitated saints I've died to live in
everlasting world Where reigns death and holy low of hate Omnipotent
lords freeding the growns Of turn souls imploring for mercy I'm in the
place, where sin is all around And blood flowns from every clipped head A
Billion dirty souls decay in ones own blood Awaiting benefical touch of
force, that let'em die! I'm rising up above eternal mists Heavens lie at
feet of mine Wandering the sky I see transformet Christ Whose head I'm
holding in my hand Is it possible, the heaven is the hell? Perhaps it's
my own terrible dream Clipped sacred heads seem to say to me "That's
true, the sky has turned to fire!"