Slow Death Regimes - Exmortem

Universal betrayal

The poison of religious wine

Intoxicated with rot

Slow death regimes

Don’t you see your kingdom is trembling?

Feel the fires licking your skin

Don’t you hear the hammers of doom?

Crushing everything in its path

You’re a flock of stinking shells

All sense washed out

Your religion is as clean

As the cunt of a junkie whore

I’ll burn this fucking house down to the ground

Holocaust for all

The end of all

Angel of misery

Open its wings

Death rain will fall upon us