Death Rot Monolith کے بول

Spare me twilight, The smell of rot is for moments forgotten... Raze them They are the meat and shit Of their self created beasts A shameful commendment to a façade To a kingdom of greed and hypocrisy Building the walls that entomb them still they wish not to die In religious procession their masses are led Time and again to fall Time and again to fall Putrid - the seed of the patriarch Towering - the mountain of plights Rotten the womb that cradles their hollows As it vomits it's spawn into the light Raze them They are the meat and shit Of their self created beasts The smell of rot is for moments forgotten...