secrets of the moon psychoccult hymn şarkı sözleri
He has slided a painstaking lifeUntil he faced that death is about to stayIn a pace unreachable for human foolsIn an ignorance that leads to destructionFuddled and frightening he draws last picturesFor remembrances to come and to goAs he grasps for worms creeping on ashesThe last supper, the last power of reasoningDisembowelmentObscene visionsStreaming the mind of our central figureAs shit runs down from stillborn kneesAs they stone him with all their forceThis is a hymn for the beastThat lives in the hearts of its followersStaring on seas of goreTrampling on the bodies of the belovedHe is standing breathlessHelpless and worthlessTranscending into nothingnessSwallowing by the extravagantThe stiffness interrupted by some last twitchesBygone for years it seemsAnd for one moment someone asks himselfIf he would stand by and watch the sceneryBy those to come next
