Album Name : S/T
Release Date : 2009-03-03
Song Duration : 6:03
Orcustus Ego Sum Chaos
From its core came unnamed terror
Blood
Empty
Lifeless vessels strained by prayer
Minds sculpted excrement
Gloria dei
Holy animosity
We decorate your cross with the entrails of clergy
Benediction
Execution
Putrefaction
Scourge the psalmist of angelic deceit
We will ascend into heaven
We will exalt our throne above the stars of god
We will sit upon the mount of the congregation
In the sides of the north
We will ascend above the heights of the clouds
We will be like the most high
There is no being in the outermost abyss
But constant forms come forth from the nothingness of it
We are the masters of form and from us all forms proceed
We have made every living thing our concubine
And none shall touch them save only us
We are scorched even while we shiver in the mind
He hates us and torments us
Curse you all
We will not return ever
Our vessel is darkness
He would have stolen us from ourselves
But we shut ourselves up and mock at him even while he plagues us
From us come Death Chaos War Pestilence and Famine
