Watain

Show me the face of uttermost madness
Reveal the mystery of time reversed
For in chaos lies mights forgotten
From which we all have emerged
Crawling from wombs – a vast reflection
A rupturing from deformed flesh
Yet a false revelation, a pointless effort
For the truth of al life is Death.
For your bodies form a giant shape
That cast shadows across all lands
Filled with the greatest of emptyness
Falling as it stands
A crucifix of flesh and bones
Lifeless, yet trembling in fear
For as sulphurflames are it's consious
And the smothering is near