All of this blood that I've shed
Marks the course of what lies ahead
The altar of pain is where I remain
Such is my dark domain
Never a moment of unrest
Each day I fucking detest
The ritual that I partake
Ignites the stench of my mistakes
My flesh begins to crawl
As I beckon to the call
I sacrifice my skin
Let the ritual of pain begin
I no longer want to see
The horror that came to be
To put the past to rest
I must suffer this blistered death
All my misdeeds have led me astray
As my flesh fades away
Can I make it through today
With my well being shackled in chains
How I truly regret
The bitter sight of my own flesh
The highway of self loathing
Is the only road that I've known
My flesh begins to crawl
As I beckon to the call
I sacrifice my skin
Let the ritual of pain begin
I no longer want to see
The horror that came to be
To put the past to rest
I must suffer this blistered death
To make my flesh remade
I must suffer this blistered fucking death
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I can't formally retract the erroneous 2.0 I gave this back in 2018, but I can say that, five years on, I've come around to this record in a big way. Quality death metal with great atmosphere without being "atmospheric" (read: boring) metal. Diabolus in Muzaka