Tome of Pain Lyrics


The temple of disease, The blood soaked alter

A vision of horror, Contaminates her mind

Kultist devour, The gift of der goat

Oozing with sin, They offer up their blood

Grant us entrance through the gates of the mind

To access the foulest of tomes

Gazing into oblivion to offer the blood of the conquered

I submit this seed to this fetish, the mental disease in wonder