Chanting Bells of Funeral Anguish - Goatwhore

As this dark sun prepares its wrath in a form of black

plagues Manifest the steel flame from the manuscript

of blame Conjuring of Golgotha to find the outcast

grave The curse of the nails that impaled this soul

of disease Exhaling these locust swarms within the

exorcist entombed Scars from the skies as hell crawls

from this oblivion This funeral dirge as trumpets sound

the Armageddon The blind child with the divine eye

Carried along like dead young from the holocaust Mother

blinded by birth of love Even as death rots its stench,

The heretic wears the crown Sanitarium for the mental

failure The baring of three crosses A birth of primates

in acceptance of faith Savior in a scientific thesis

Hail Mary, Uplifting the weight Trail of choices to

end your fate Concrete ideas of hatred break Bury this

burden of this choice to make Soiled from filth of

acceptance Unlove of a pagan scapegrace Finding fear

in the great beyond Left to scream in a cold alone

As I call the storms of hallowed winds Upon the earth

Come to me Oh, Mother night What woes do you hold for

me Angels of doomed destiny return to fire Indecency

never to be held in grace of good Decline to the lower

world Descend into the flame Blind eyes of the burnt

dead The final sentence by the judge of the dead placed

Drowning in the river of passage to the mortal world

Requiem for the demise of Asgard The whore lays with

deception of touch Followers embracing the whisper

of a silenced dying breath Ignite the hand of glory,

Five flames, Poisoning the masses A plague will follow

curiosity of Pandora’s Box Rendered a kiss of shame

Transvection beyond the light,

Nail driving plagues Exorcism swarm,

Storm raising, Splinters upon the cross… All lives lost