Lyrics Blasphemous Sarin Execrations - Venereal Baptism

Blasphemous Sarin Execrations

The noxious cloud conceals the writhing and the withered
The walls bear the marks of desperation
Footlong gashes crafted in panic
Suffocation agenda, gaseous deprivation of life
An assault on all senses, horrifying execution
Shuddering at the sight of the slain
The unmercifully spared await their turn for torture
Freshly-shorn and certain of their fate
Hysterics initiate from the gathering of the doomed
Forced into furious fumes, the tormentors are elated
Quietus quintessence, no breath breaks the stillness
Eyes roll back into sagging sullen sockets
Dripping tongues grace the acidic floor
On the easel of stone
Animalistic adversaries paint their work
Bones and hair for brush, yellowing skin for canvas
A palette of pus and rigor-mortic red yields the vicious vision
Now sweep them away to forge new art of antichristian aim
The new terrified crop will produce desirable fear
Bountiful numbers for death’s harvest
Esophageal execrations burst from gasping maws
Their final exhalations a curse upon their assailants
The Rhythm of the deceased
Hysterics initiate from the gathering of the doomed
Forced into furious fumes, the tormentors are elated
Quietus quintessence, no breath breaks the stillness
Eyes roll back into sagging sullen sockets
Dripping tongues grace the acidic floor
On the easel of stone
Animalistic adversaries paint their work
Bones and hair for brush, yellowing skin for canvas
A palette of pus and rigor-mortic red yields the vicious vision
Now sweep them away to forge new art of antichristian aim