Crimson Songtext
von Ascaris

What once was mortal man has now been born anew
Complete in his perfection, raised above the likes of you
Woken from hibernation, alteration′s sleep
I am the scythe of harvest, hungering for flesh to reap

Fall on your altars
Draped in disgust
Your day of Judgment is at hand
Wail to your heavens
Implore your gods

For through me death is but rebirth
Excised of all organic flaw
Your teeth designed for grinding bone
And set within an iron maw
Your muscles woven filigree
Look past the flesh and organs gleam
We're violent machinery
A tyrant′s wrath, you're just like me
(And)


Crimson is the blood
Of our enemies
Crimson is the blood
That stains our hands
Endless is the flood
That swells to claim them
Crimson is the sun
That sets upon their lands
Disappearing as we...

Fall on their altars
With killing lust
They shall be driven to the ground
Rain devastation
All mercy lost
Reclaim their bodies, rise them up to serve again
In death

I am the beast of steel and skin
I am the horror that haunts your dreams
I am the knife against your throat
I am the fire that sets you free

Crimson is the blood
On the table
Crimson is the blood
That stains my hands
Endlessly you writhe
In your agony
Make you something more
That you once were


Brought down to death
Rise
Preach