The fetching of voids, at hands on the crawl,
Misery searching, misery bestowed.
Bitter maggots at tongue, defiled at the womb,
Exit the comfort, existence is served
Thirst of stabbing the foreign, crime may it seem
But vengeance is rewarded with silence
Humana Pestis, Natura Humana, Humana pestis
Humana Pestis, Natura Humana, Humana pestis
Throne of the rats, feeding dreams on demand
Careless we scream, to mother our sins,
Misty future of calm, tombs are walls,
Gather the dirt to feed the muted love.
Resistance to binding, trust is the rope,
Foolish is mother, necessity of warmth.
May the blood be the witness of eternal rewards.
May the blood be the witness of serving the time
Welcome Birth
Dies Irae
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