Masked with a scratch face out
Devoid of expression
Bottomless soul not to be
Think, carnal exterior
Spy on, this never-ending void
Inhale, this decaying fragrance
Die, my aim you are !
Die
Feel
External vision spying you on the end
Eat your dying smelly flesh-shell
At list that remains
Die by your own your fault
Fall in your human abyss
Get to the Pit
Think, carnal exterior
Spy on, this never-ending void
Inhale, this decaying fragrance
Die, my aim you are !
Die
Pledged allegiance abhor you
Haunted by the vermin eating into you
Gutted as you did as you wished
You will end up into the Pit
Smell withered in a warm bed
Die surrounded with the dead
Think, carnal exterior
Spy on, this never-ending void
Inhale, this decaying fragrance
Die, my aim you are !
Die
Die by your own your fault
Fall in your human abyss
Get to the Pit
Disincarnated blindance
Nothing more than a puppet
Human abyss
Don't be anymore