Vulgar Necrolatry Lyrics
It makes the passion burn in meLife it always withers awayDeath will eternally stayCorpses in their coffinsForever rest in peace ?There sleeping with the aspergillusIs this justice to the dead ?The atracious site, of a burial ceremonychristians weeping, for the departedThey don't understand, they should envy them !The deceased they know, is there a Paradise ?Or shall we feel, the Purgatory!I open the graves, admire the RotI can feel the presence of something from beyondAureaola of nauseating reekWings of shriveled skinHoly beauty of carcassDivine sight for me to gaze upon !Necrolatric, reverence for putrefactionNecrolatric, reverence for the stenchI kneel, before a carrionI pray, before the deadI know, they shall riseI fear, for the scourgeI revere, power of the dead
Abhorrence Vulgar Necrolatry
