Circle Of Ouroborus Twisted Fruit Of Doom
Rotten fruits abhorrent harvest we gather skulls
instead of fertile joy The twisted fruit of doom we
enjoy your luxuriance the twisted fruit of doom the
ending of our innocence This cold August delivers its
offerings we sink our teeth into dead meat The twisted
fruit of doom we enjoy your luxuriance the twisted
fruit of doom the ending of our innocence Morbid
incense of this bloody garden we breathe dust the
pollen of future death Soulcages in my basket all are
coming here dismal celebration drink and feast! The
twisted fruit of doom we enjoy your luxuriance the
twisted fruit of doom the ending of our innocence