"Crawling Temples" lyrics

"Crawling Temples"

Rise, Loksumu, Insinuant Devil!
Swath of veils of the choking womb
Veins of shadows — sinew of dawn

Temples... temples...
Crawling temples in black

Divine miasma, holy nausea
Abstract shades in line
Darkness rushes to a valley of minds
Cleansing septicity with tar

Temples... temples...
Crawling temples in black

Screaming out an epithet, but their sounds
Do not hoist from the seat of their lips
Breathing foetuses, slithering leeches, denounce their guilt
After breastfeeding their own mouth at the sacrosanct spring

I toll the death knell, my spirit opens
And the faces that taint the gasoline mirror are now gone forever...

"In the depths, call forth Belial into the being of man. From the depths of your throne, insinuant devil of falsity."

Temples... temples...
Crawling temples in black
Temples... temples...
Crawling temples in black

Just crawling into the dark
Into the black

I am free
Holy nausea, abstract names written in signs
Dark waters confined, drowning with numbness in tar

In tar


Writer(s): Regis Nathan Lant, Manuel Pinto Rodrigues, Dziubich Tomasz Przemyslaw
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