"Gula" lyrics

"Gula"

Desolate relics
Of a fallen realm

Distant baying
Resonate through the void

Growling, barking
Lingering at the riverside

Snarling, guarding
Lurking at the gates of Hades

Leading, guiding
Souls into the depths within

Drooling, looming
Three-head beast and serpent tail

Dwelling madness
Fear the ferocious hound of Hell
You will not escape
Cerberus is your name

With fury held in his eyes
Swallow the corpses that's ripped by the skies
Rain, shrapnel, wrath of thy God
Gluttonous men must consume what they are

Like swine in the river of mud

Reduced to slime
Battered by the rain
You will cry my name
Cry my name

Stinking slush
Falling from the sky

Naked shades
Howl and roll in the mire

Squealing, reeking
Pigs shall reign
Kingdoms disdained

Howling, rolling
Carcasses free from flesh
Ignorance reeks of piss

Sweltering riches
Feast your eyes and glut your souls

Blessed in sickness
Lord of flies ascend in might

Wanting, eating
Feast from the living, my God unforgiving

Man shall hail you as king
Gluttony is your name


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