Provoking The Ritual Of Death - Goatwhore

Understood in the start of all endings

I’ve wandered so far from this discipline

Unease begins this climb to stellar thoughts

Causing this descent into cavernous neglect

Carving these encryptions into flesh, for this damned access into the void

A white haze covers this perception, release me into the layers of this demise

Open these channels of this self-murder

The wish to deny the golden flight of skies

Transcend into breathless expiration, upon the layers of this earthly prison

Prying apart the skeleton that is the cage to the soul

Awaken from death as cage with teeth

Wreckage of emotion crumbled in this hateful

Obsession before this kiss of decay

Reborn without an emotional bond

To be cast into a depth of souls

Satisfied as I feed in cultural habit

Upon the buried trance of a savior

Unseeing, I fall into starless rituals

In this defiance the decay is born

Growling hunger of eternal rest

Spreading like a virus of ravenous wolves

Absolute in confines of breathless domains

Peeling off this skin to shed this essence of shame

Exposing the truths behind this eminent return

That has been bred in burning earth

Without worth I climb

Lost to this darkness, emerging from black

Hallowing these souls that have defied this cryptic heart of wrath

All will be burnt

All will be lost

As this veil of blood will pour from the skies

Washed of all that is pure

Be the tool that defiles

That carves the awareness from fragile minds

Burn out the sky

Black out my eyes

Unwrought vision for this sick design

Destroyed the emotion of the heart

To conquer this place of death