I caress your head, my child...

Sweet cranium surprise

Soon we'll feast on the grey matter

Await the chants, Mephitis arises!

... When I spread your flesh

And it reveals the insides

I rise to the heathens with joy

My son, life

New I'll take you to the breeding place

Be commanded by the primervial forces

,,, Swollen infant encased in the dirt

To be the coffin of for your remains

The gaseous hell is exposed from the core

To rise the altar for damn's creatures...

... Waiting for the moment of chaos

When the ritual is to begin

-Exhumation, discover what swims in the soil...

It is that which dwells in remembrance...

... Interwined with the shadows, an end too complex

Flesh and jasmine will flavor the air of night

A brisk energy of death... Power to reform life...

As a being of the twilight...

Transplanting windows to the afterlife

Creep through the dark, through the fog to find

Our sacred ground, Where energy is received

-A band of souls transports onward to destinations

Now unknown... drained of sorrow...

Proceed to feast lost in cosmos...

Insignificance of perception disturbed

Await the chants, Mephitis arise!