Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Septic Testament, artist - The Absence. Album song A Gift for the Obsessed, in the genre Date of issue: 22.03.2018
Record label: M-Theory Audio
Song language: English
Septic Testament |
| I’ve seen the rotten masquerade |
| I’ve heard the thin veiled vows |
| I’ve watched you snap like a filament |
| In the presence of true resolve |
| These spells of porous conviction |
| They forever seem to seep |
| From the weeping eyes and the tainted trust |
| Of seasoned liars & lifelong thieves |
| Lapse into monologue |
| In the presence of your setting son |
| With wingless shoulders growing cold |
| There’s no grace left to fall from |
| So deviate |
| Into another comatose shade |
| plastered to another portrait |
| Of useless human waste |
| Lapse into monologue |
| In the presence of your setting son |
| With wingless shoulders growing cold |
| There’s no grace left to fall from |
| Beneath me |
| Coursing through my flesh |
| I can feel you |
| Like razors in my veins |
| Beneath me |
| Coursing through my flesh |
| I can hear it still, In my own voice |
| You- My cursed architect |
| Here, I wash away |
| Spawn of your septic testament |
| Un-sired, spawn of your septic testament |
| In the sanctum of sickness |
| Like father, unlike son |
| Now |
| Revel in these necrotic cures |
| Then shatter to your knees |
| Groveling at narcotic altars |
| Where wretched worms always feast |
| Beneath me |
| Coursing through my flesh |
| I can feel you |
| Like razors in my veins |
| Beneath me |
| Coursing through my flesh |
| I can hear it still, In my own voice |
| You- my cursed architect |