Witchtrial - Witchtrial Lyrics
1. Intro / The Prowling Sleep
vivid colors stain the slaughter
the sermon awaits
all chained to the altar
excruciate and decay
who by fire
will bury the blade
haunted by the holy hand
for hell to be repaid
cathedral condemned
to immaculate heat
swallowed by the empty sky
feel the closing eye
the prowling sleep
worship phantoms in their chaos
with ceremonial shame
step into the seance
for heresy in flame
walk beneath the withered haze
the howling wind
will dance between our graves
2. Void of Form
existing through invasion
the ancient of days
moving between the waking dream
to paralyze
there is something in the darkness
a creature void of form
shapeless in illusion
the nocturnal plague
follow the light into madness
before you open your eyes
come apparitions
disgraced and deranged
the visitor's voice
moonless and strange
step through the shadows
to the foot of the bed
the nightmare head
remain, then fade
there is something in the darkness
I am the darkness
I am the vision
I am the creature
I am void of form
3. Hooves, Horns, & Hell
from beyond the prism
purgatory rides
the mouth of mayhem chimes
never ending midnight
more evil, more evil
evil all the time
something worse is watching me
it wanders in my mind
I want hooves, horns and hell
oh, I know satan's waiting
I need hooves, horns and hell
I have sinned so satan waits
from within the furnace
the inferno rage
but if it would fulfill me
would you come to kill me?
don't worry, don't bother
the devil holds my soul
let him have the one I sold
I'll keep the ones I stole
don't need remorse
won't be redeemed
I know where I am headed
where I have always been
4. Wait for the Reaper
sing the body for mutation
sleepless in broken breath
ritual starvation for blood obsessed
synthetic survival
the deformity is mine
as I wait for the reaper
wait for the reaper
wings of the wild
wait for the rot
wait for the reaper
divine visitation becomes the disease
symptoms of suffering's amnesty
the unnatural act
is rotting enshrined
as I wait for the wrath
begin the bloodlet
is this penance?
is this punishment?
alive in pestilence
is this solemn?
is this sanctified?
death is no absolution
wait for the reaper
wait for the rot
5. Ripped to the Crypt
the effigy of primal hatred
a barren psalm for all to be embalmed
ecstasy of fumes
return to ruin
the glowing knife to judgement rope
become the willing throat
death walks close behind you
to consummate the war
we are the children of atomic age
ripped to the crypt
hail the nuclear hymn
the righteous thrust of napalm lust
become the willing flesh
persuasion brought through venom
in radiation fang
confess to the chemical sun
as you are stoned to death
possessed with the sacrilege tongue
make love to the bomb
do you really believe in peace?
wretched rotten beasts
this place is an urn
we were born to burn
this place is an urn
6. Into the Morbid
amen to the omen
the blessed relief
for my blasphemy
the final procession
crawl into eulogy
the closing prayer
will follow me
into the morbid
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