Obitual Illusion Songtext
von Re-Buried

Terrified of what was
Born of lust
Illusioned with
Decayed apparitions
Riddled with pustules
Reduced to slime
From an unknown
Incantation


Festering
Reeking
Hacking limb from limb
Upon a cold metal altar

Channeling this
morbid god of death
I see inside me
An obituary illusion
Transcending time
Transcending space

Crawling death′s antiquity
Plagued by borrowed time