Slaughtbbath Doomsday Cenotaph lyrics

Hail the end, praise the victorious death
The 13 bells chime the morbid knell of doom
In these wastelands the ground opens wide
A mass grave of pestilence waiting for torn carrion

Deformed tentacles rising from the deep
As winged abominations furrow the skies
Vomiting horrid sounds with fresh bone-made flutes
Sardonic doomsday feast, Laus Hodie

I call to thee, old ones
Mine own flesh and blood
Hear me call your names
Ignite my dormant seed

Step down from your stellar form
And taste my offering
Come forward from the gate
Consecrate me with your fluids


Praise this glorious day
Where heavens burns in Awe
The Gods of Hell rejoice
In the stench of World's downfall
The bleeding eyes that witness
Are crushed under cloven hooves
Piles of blackened garbage
Are trodden by Therion
Faceless tomb of man, Doomsday Cenotaph,
Banquet of human leftovers for bubonic rats

Born anew to the world the Dragon's child comes forth
Return into this plane as the universe looking itself
To stare with such eyes is to die to all things known
Once the chains of slavery are broken
In.Necis.Renascere.Integer