Psithurism Songtext
von Worship the Pestilence

The weight of the environment releases a dense calm
And live under a dense fog
After millennia of evolution, there is no more powerful silent
Harasses his patience, and imposes wisdom


Millenary beings will dominate until the end
Entities of thousands, who carry the history of the pragmatic world
Weak world, that the flesh cannot conquer
Or breath can sustain

They do not exclaim pain, but they feel the threat
They will be raped to resume from the darkness of their rest
And annihilate all the lament of the mammal that lost respect
The condemnation becomes present and the blood bath will satisfy its hunger