Prophetic Entrails Lyrics

Pulling forth the guts from the lamb
Unholy grotesque omen that was born to our tribe
A sign that we are all fucking damned
The shaman clutches bowels and speaks of horrid doom to come

Demonic pigs shall enter our land
Rape and pillage, killing, taking all that they can
If our people do not rise and take a stand
Our memory will last only as long as blood does in the sand

Their vessels marked with the sign of black death
They’ve seized our shores
Deplorable creatures of questionable practice
Now encroach our doors

Demons disguised as men
Will come and take everything
Raping away our bloodlines
Pestilence they bring

It is the prophecy
It is the prophecy
It is the prophecy in the entrails

And what the shaman sees
Is murder and disease
So prepare yourselves for horror

It is the prophecy
It is the prophecy
It is the prophecy in the entrails

And what the shaman sees
Is what shall come to be
Deplorable human-pig invasion

Greed, greed, greed, greed

It is the prophecy
It is the prophecy
It is the prophecy in the entrails

And what the shaman sees
Is murder and disease
So prepare yourselves for horror

It is the prophecy
It is the prophecy
It is the prophecy in the entrails

And what the shaman sees
Is what shall come to be
Deplorable human-pig invasion


A prophecy in the lamb’s intestines
A prophecy of horror
Let us slaughter them in their sleep
To prevent this terror