A Great Mass of Death - Septicflesh

Creators

Evoke your tragedy

Betrayers

You can’t deny your lust for destruction

Predators

Dance once more waltz with the flesh of your prey

Your sharpened teeth

Will sink in a passionate kiss

There’s no hope for redemption

In every funeral, I have been

Your cemeteries so secrene

With gothic dark cathedrals

I am the Destroyer of Life

I hear you chanting for me

I am the Destroyer of Life

I hear you chanting for me

A Great Mass of Death

A Great Mass of Death

A Great Mass of Silence

It’s the quiet of absence

A Great Mass of Death

A Great Mass of Silence

A concerto of sadness

A Great Mass of Death

A Great Mass

Run

A Great Mass of Death

A Great Mass of Silence

A Great Mass of Death

A Great Mass of Silence

A Great Mass of Death

A Great Mass of Silence

I am the Destroyer of Life

I hear you chanting for me