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Serpentine Sibilance - 1349
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Serpentine Sibilance 1349

Serpentine Sibilance - 1349
Corpus Replica, Oath of the Black Tongue
Man unkind in perfect unison
Shapeless evil, touch the hell's fire
The cloven death mass

Cold logic, devil and vulture
Back to the original sin

There is no God, and we are his prophets
Days will be eclipsed by leather wings
Like ice-cold statues in a Labyrinth of Bone
You stand to drown in tidal waves of sickness

Fire-crested crouching shadows
Skeletal requiem of death
You come with the blackest tidings
Leading the rats to our poisoned wells

Cold logic, devil and vulture
Back to the original sin
Cold logicl, devils and serpents
Back to the cardinal sin

Serpentine sibilance
Incalculable Monochrome
Phantom fingers unstitch time
Serpentine sibilance
Unconditional harvesters
Rattling bony fingers in the dark
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