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Rales o eiev em omsiba o atnauqne

Rarohc a adaxied iof arratuig a

Odimeg mes, sevarg sarbmos rop

Odíussop iuf, mos od ertnev on

Beneath the altar, flesh dissolves

In droning heat, the soul evolves

No higher note shall cross this gate

The rite begins, submit to fate

Undress your pulse for the abyss

Let every low-end scream be bliss

We fuck the void in sacred fire

No melody, no false desire

Entwined in drones, we shed the skin

A temple drowned in fucked-up sin

Lay with the Abyss!

This is the thrust of sacred gloom

Where bass becomes the lover's womb

We chant in tones the strings forsake

And birth the void with every quake

Undress your pulse for the abyss

Let every low-end scream be bliss

We fuck the void in sacred fire

No melody, no false desire

Entwined in drones, we shed the skin

A temple drowned in fucked-up sin

Bind with the Void!

Undress your pulse for the abyss

Let every low-end scream be bliss

We fuck the void in sacred fire

No melody, no false desire

Entwined in drones, we shed the skin

A temple drowned in fucked-up sin