Procession Chants Of The Nameless Lyrics

Father, betrayer
Nameless, insidious
Mourner, destroyer
Patriarch of worms and rats

Mother, abortionist
Devoted, perverted
Sacred, hypocrite
Holy impious whore

When the time has come
I will summon you
Raise the precious crown Every single chant
Every single prayer
Seven thousand tongues

On a grave-like throne
Ghosts and parasites
Point at me with cold dead eyes

My tongue a sword
My hands your tomb
I am damnation
I am ruin.

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