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lyrics

Deep are the pits of the Earth!
Heed the call of your lost sons

For over two Millennia we marched
and conquered and ravaged the land
We butchered and grinned and our frozen
veneers bore the fetid mark of leprosy
Of ghastly, corroded fires
charring our faces, melting our hearts
We gnawed at the very core of existence
with piercing needles, dividing flesh from bone

We liars cloaked in our good intentions
spitting on our open wounds, feeding on desperation

A journey without end
A holy crusade to the gates of Death

Fire, brimstone, mounds of ash couldn’t stop us
We levied our children, gave them the art of the noose
In venomous sin we rejoiced as the Sun started setting
and a million stars rightfully ours converged

Carved in pieces, tossed by the winds of oblivion
only to fall through the cracks of our damned rebirth
We call upon the graves that bind us together
deep in the night is where our hunt begins

A journey without end
A holy crusade to the gates of Death

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from П​о​г​р​е​б​а​л​н​и Х​и​м​н​и / Funeral Hymns, released March 9, 2022
lyrics by K. from Mantle of Dust

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