Misanthropic Lyrics

Cancer cleanses the purity from its body: systematic purging
Demonic code activated through ancient scripts: disease infecting disease

Terminating all fighting against my design
Writhing in violent and painful creation
Twisting a sovereign insubstantial being
Against its own will, it will break for me

This impermanent cage of meat, blood, and bones
Manufacturing inhuman wicked forms

Flesh amalgamates into my abyss
Ashes of the damned flowing through my veins

Ominous transmissions in its blood
The internal torment of perdition
No sign of resistance is found
The marrow chooses the great evil within

Under daemonic control
See through the bleeding eyes
Spiritual dereliction, your soul burns
Incantations whispered towards the sky
Your time has come (Your time has come)
Converse with the audient void within
Your time has come