WATAIN - Total Funeral lyrics

rate me

At first a noisome pack

I am the rancid mark that devours making man

once upon a whimpering babe

I am the murderer's hand that wields the blade of regicide

oh Babylon thou harlot

succubus of a thousand suitors

I am the foetid stench of thy burning hag's embrace

a perverse incubation

I am the olive branch corrupt with venomous asps

Totalt funeral

desolate one

total funeral

total death

Around their neck the noose draws tight

a knot of thorns felling holy men and kings

I am the vile countenance of the gibbet's grasp

Of what was wrought and where was spent the seed

I am the black spider, the splinter within our minds

fill your mouth with the foul earth

suffocate on the souls

I am the messiah of famine and (f)lies

grim brilliance in frost

desolation made flesh

I am the son of darkness and death

Total funeral

desolate one

total funeral

total death!