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• Artiste: My Own Grave
• Titre: Cerecloth
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Bastards of life, the harlots eclipsed by death Spewed from the depths of her fractured mind Macabre entombment as the carcass reeks, still warm Flesh through lie to epitaph Reborn, undead, unborn Open the portal to the world below Through necrosis inverted Broken seals of necronomicon The past shall be rescripted In your final hour You don't answer to god, you will answer to death In cerecloth, your life entombed Flesh shall rot and deeds live on Gods of sepulchre stone Govern over us So life may imitate itself By whom we enthrone By the likes we condemn to never be born again Life to you is a wait for eternity in heaven What you consider yourself to be, it sickens me Animal or man, equal mortal flesh History by whatever hand Pillars that life can never reach In your final hour You don't answer to god, you will answer to death In cerecloth, your life entombed Flesh shall rot and deeds live on