Cold and Obscene Songtext
von PostHumanX

Crumble and fall
The withering begins
Embrace the cold
In the emptiness
Foul stench of decay
Left without a trace

You gasp you choke and capitulate
Spiritual flesh in horrific state
Caged in my grasp
Your will starts to burn
Perfect nightmare
Aligned to the void


Withering heart
Collapse the weak
Shattered minds
Empowering elite

Withering stench
Feed the machine

A new existence
Trapped in cold wrapped in obscene
Rotting human
Merge with awoken machine

Crumble away
A new age i′ll mold

A hybrid design
Void of sin

A future awaits
Bleak unknown and cold
Lose yourself
Embrace the true god you fear

Oblivion's grip strangles