Unveil the cloak of the reaper
How could this happen to me
I awake to only be alone
Gehenna is all I see

Trial of survival
No hope of revival
My dread is my doom
Forever in this worldly tomb

Death doctrine of deific devotes
Cannibalistic demons
Necrolatrous rite

Red sky, all clouds shaded black
Effluvic mist masks those surrounding
Pungent stench, fetid monolith
The gelid howls break any hint of abeyance

Trial of survival
No hope of revival
My dread is my doom
Forever in this worldly tomb

Death doctrine of deific devotes
Cannibalistic demons
Necrolatrous rite

They drink the blood of humanity
Gnaw on the flesh, their avidity
Vile ritual, cursed ceremony
Worship the new found God

Scepters - made out of bones
Fingers - shaped sharp like knives
Hammer - swung swift in strife
Blunt weapons of abnormality

There is no escape, I will die

The rotting mass confines me
Ravenous thrusting, empty the bowels
Consuming my innards as I watch through blood filled eyes

Grueling pain, hallucinary dissection
Stomachs full, visceral digestion
Let it be, the end of mankind
Sated minds, their sinewy grins

Force fed sections of brain
Preparing the fresh entity
Hung upside down, arms spread out
I now will die, crucified