Crawling The grand devourer Feasting on men For reaching the gods A bloated mass of black sludge Lies into a far cathedral Worshipped by the cult of Deep Feeding his cannibalistic love They've made him lord not for virtue But for fear of his might The evangelists left the church To spread the path of sacrifice Ritual of fire and death Bodies will be dragged in cages They are food for the devourer His lust grows strong and insatiable The smell of blood and chuncked flesh Perversion and power in a rotted meal Piles of burning faithful men They'll become one with the lord Aldrich, desire to become God, obsessed to fulfill Endless appetite Lords, their essence taste so sweet Craving, to devour the entire world