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Lost in a churning mindless fulmination Devoid of a reason or explanation A chorus of voices become a roaring cacophony Assaulting our senses as they sleep Putrid beings within, no better, or worse Each one scrambling for a ladder Death becomes us, that which we adore Long lost innocence In these slime-ridden Kingdoms where we wallow Free from the pity, disgust and sorrow Far from where light can pierce Drowned by the fetid bog Beyond the graces of your god Sink in, inhale the ichor Why not assume your true form? Join with us this is our blessing Unified as one forever Biologically entwined Together until the end time Hideous depravity lurks beneath the mask of civility Look to your heathen master for his coming SongtexteWe shall obey him and speak of nothing Mentor of pain and suffering The spawn of the sentient ooze Soon you will drown within him too In the name of the Greatfather, worship him and no other Bestow upon us the sigil, arise from your silent ritual Aus Songtexte Mania