Crucifiction - Perennial Hecatomb | Текст песни

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Rise through the gate, spawn of the deathless Ones
From Thy void in desolation
Burning flesh purified, sacrificed
The God of Gods reborn in blasphemy

Nightmares and visions shape, tentacles unto my feet
Yog-Sothoth is the key, into Their smoldering sleep

Unknown dimensions crawl through the void
Maze of the Ancients' dreams unfolds

As I gaze into the endless dark, Into the cold abyss
Yawning beyond time and space, No false salvation I see

Only death, ruination
Cities consumed, bodies thrown to their feet
Nameless orgies
Amidst their cutthroat feast

Unto Their image, the world reborn
Aimless race of man writhing shattered
By the wrath of the Gods Perverse
Distant screams echo from afar
Their march of glory
Thy wrath we welcome through the gate
Rule once more!

As these fearful waves
Roar against you all
Aqueous fists of hate and salt
Smash your humble gods
Death of millions, prayers by the unsaved
A cross of machineguns
When the hour of imprecation comes