Original lyrics

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Boiling arsenic casting out a map Engraving direction Forward, backward spiraling straight to hell Straight ahead The culmination of my thoughts Antiquities Holding secrets of the ancient arts It awaits In silhouette crossing shades Beneath the lies A vulgar glimpse of scars demised A crave, belonging to the dead Aflame, my skin blisters My eyes roll back The hex is taking me under Ruins shaping relic days Arising is the end Shattered distance Stillborn plague Behold discernment now Acrid crowd Consume my flesh and holster your spirit Scorched assent Guide me to your source Prophecies Lead the way to dissolution Cold figures gasp a breath Moving in choreographed rhythms Words bounce wall to wall It's the smell of death they bring Blackest might to the stealth of beauty Conceal your arrangements to me Plans are now past resurrections Perished by the hexed enigma Omens murmur hypnosis once again