Avrigus Qlipoth Lyrics

Qlipoth Lyrics

Take thy pick and dig thy grave,

All sense dies in the life of a slave.

Nonsense thrives, they cannot save themselves

From the death wish.



At the point of no return,

Where flawless, frozen images
burn,

Their tourtured souls still weep and yearn for release,

From
the beast,

For everlasting peace.



Hell awaits thee in Heaven
too late,

Locked out of time at the pearly gate.

With naught but a
sliver of a twist of fate,

Thy fractured heart

And the death
wish.



Past the point of no return,

Where flawless, forzen
images burn,

Their tortued souls still weep and yearn for release

Form the beast,

For everlsating peace.

And the key,

And
the key to paradise.