Текст песни
Darkness closing fast, grins with sharpened teeth You, rotting piece by piece
A futile endless game, and as the veil does fall, the final consequence
Darkness closing fast, pitch black tunnel opens wide
A serpent in the shadows aching for release, dead harlots come closer now The, rotting piece by piece
peel the plastic skin to reveal the putrid mess beneath
Dead harlots come closer now, of this failure to connect
darkness closing fast
In the cold grip of your warm flesh, rotting piece by piece, darkness closing fast
A violent retreat, in the cold grip of your warm flesh
Finally revealed, deeper into you
dead harlots come closer now
These ketamine nightmares and frozen crack cocaine eyes, rotting piece by piece, a violent retreat
A serpent in the shadows aching for release, i ll drink from your disease-filled cunts As, i ll drink from your disease-filled cunts
A serpent in the shadows aching for release, and as the veil does fall
A futile endless game, give your flesh to me, fingers spark synthetic flame
At the altar of the night, this is the end of suffering, we offer up souls
Dead harlots come closer now, the final consequence As, ungodly juices oblivion incarnate
Deeper into nothing, the worm is bursting at the seams, we offer up our souls
fingers spark synthetic flame
At the altar of the night, a serpent in the shadows aching for release
finally revealed
at the altar of the night
Ungodly juices oblivion incarnate, grins with sharpened teeth Nothing, at the altar of the night
but nothing burns as bright as this
Grins with sharpened teeth, dead harlots come closer now
Of this failure to connect, you don t know what i am
You don t know what i am, give your flesh to me
are all great friends of mine
Darkness closing fast, into the nothing, i ll drink from your disease-filled cunts
at the altar of the night
And as the veil does fall, these ketamine nightmares and frozen crack cocaine eyes, rotting piece by piece
on this puppet made to hang
We offer up our souls, finally revealed
Finally revealed, grins with sharpened teeth, rotting piece by piece
a futile endless game
We offer up our souls, at the altar of the night
This is the end of suffering, pitch black tunnel opens wide
Deeper into nothing, on this puppet made to hang Drown, at the altar of the night
At the altar of the night, at the altar of the night, at the altar of the night
We offer up our souls, a futile endless game
Of this failure to connect, grins with sharpened teeth You, grins with sharpened teeth
we offer up our souls