Conjureth – Wet Flesh Vortex – Lyrics
Past the threshold of bones hanging
Tombs are dusted with the remnants
Madness promised torturous bliss
Purgatory wrapped in portals
Prayer is crafted with feeble limbs
Peeling ghosts from mortal flesh
Still wet from the chasm exhumed
Life drenched in the sorcery hex
Wet flesh vortex
Wet flesh vortex
Wet flesh vortex
Death translucence
Servants nameless
Loss of worship
Midnight seizing
Blessed sorrow
From the darkness
Death translucence
Servants nameless
Loss of worship
Midnight seizing
Blessed sorrow
From the darkness
Skin reflected in vibrant blood
Unnatural in their fire
Your god slept as souls are drowning
In rivers of remorseless gold
Wet flesh vortex
Wet flesh vortex
Wet flesh vortex
Wet flesh vortex
A curse, a hex
