Clann Zu From An Unholy Height
Postmortem done zip you up and throw you down into a
hole. Dark and cold fill you with the ashes of all those
you've burned. Let loose the maggots to feed on th
sickness that you installed. To feed on your flesh,
the only way you'll be absolved. By a process of
degradation. We'll laugh while you slowly dissolve.
The red robes of rome reigned over us all. Cloaked us in
fear of the unseen and unknown. The echoes of empty ones
fell upon a thousand deaf ears and the bruises and broken
limbs fell upon the eyes of blind dogs.
They were buried unnamed, unquestioned and unheard.
A cross in one hand and a cock in the other.The state sat
on your lap while you barked out the orders through
smiling pursed lips hiding the teeth of the sickest of
all.
A shut mouth is a guilty mouth as guilty as the rest, as
guilty as the rapist, the murderer the state and the
fist. So empty your pockets of all your f..cking god's
gold. And empty your pockets of all the souls you stole.
And so I piss on your grave from the greatest of unholy
heights. Each drop on the soil is the acid to wash you
away. Your strength and your dictates are starting to
crumble and fade as the worms of all truth feel free to
eat you away. And so we piss on your grave from the
greatest of unholy heights.
