Songtext von Inexorable Malignancy

Imprint with shame The trace we leave Foreseen events of The omen of creed Desecrated image Our purest gift Save us from perdition Grant shelter To those after me Repentance, now it’s too late Maintain equal balance Between nature and men Chastise upon us Feast on the holy flesh Bleak halo, dark, unclear Martyrdom of the weak Mesmerizing achievements As the deluge couldn’t with thee Standing on the 7th seal The countdown will reveal Fools the penance is here Fools perished shall be Soldiers and knights On bent knees Awaiting the demise Thus heaven I’ve forfeited I know it too well My soul, once true to God Is now chosen for hell