Fester Songtext
von Descent

Misleading faultless author
Thin veneer designed to fade
A thousand words could never prompt a change in review

Faced now with blinding truth, far too late to ascertain
The lines are drawn and blurred to twist.
Outward turns in

Sharpen your iron against the faint
Prepare for conflict, drawing blood from stone

Tearing your flesh


False perfection has now unravelled
Yet we remain oblivious to change

It crawls beneath this epidermis, chalked up mistakenly to external means.
And festers, reduced to sordid influence and lack therein

Overthrow deceit.
Obliterate the core.
Extinguish every trace of this glow, and terminate the blaze of upheaval

We have the tools, ambition to conquer
Embrace the void.
Revise the account of those holding cards
An order of chaos.
Wipe the slate clean