Cortex Deformation

Trauma

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Agony, fear, madness
The image of mordern intoxicated world
Here our existence is written off
Our faith lost
And thoughts directed to murder

The altars of insanity

A world splashed with gore
It flows at our children
But yet they are creations of illness and blasphemy
Here is our dying and wormy world

The altars of insanity

The fire incinerates ancient gods
For the new forms of genocide and hypocisy will be born

The altars of insanity
On them we are born and we die

Our bodies decompose in illness of fatal virus
Lust for blood and flesh consumes the brain

Like undead zombies we follow
The instincts of manslaughter, rape and sadism
Savage lust stifle our kollow hearts
And the black blood intoxicates the awareness of existence

The altars of insanity bathed in blood
Here we bow to false gods
The altars of insanity strip our souls
Here we became puppets

The world died, mankind reached the apogee of disintegration
We become ashes dispressed by winds of future

The world dies. Insanity and death
Opened the gates without return
Nothing exists behind them!
We are the last, the race of degenerates

We rest in pain and sorrow!