Procession – As They Reached the Womb

Another soul for the devil
The cunt-like wounds, the epicenter ...of the end
The muddy ocean surroundings
The worm-like germs now inside thee

A still born wish for his majesty
That from inside rapes humanity
The sacred rite of a poisoned birth
Among the fumes, no more destiny

Sons and daughters of the damned
Scourge the ashes of the land
Sons and daughters of the damned
Feed on the ashes of the land

As they reach our mother's womb...
Bestialized, sign of doom

A swarm of blood in silent forms
Creatures impending
Morphing...shaping...the scars are growing
Another life, another grave hollowed by nature
Wild...unholy...the scars are flowing

Solo: JP
The ones to come
Will never see
They had a choice
We let it bleed
As they reached
Our Mother's womb...