Sick Salvation کے بول

Staring through the eye of the chasm Still at rest but breathing Enemy be born Grant us knowledge of the opposition Spew forth from the earth Contagious is the one from which the wisdom comes So sworn Hibernation draws to a close Lacerating wings unfold Hunger will cease Abominations speak from the dark Now seek only death Antichrist Rise before us Pain From inside Release them Souls in slavery Come my saviour now! Face is the one of a reptile Rotting teeth and lips Speaking words of sick salvation Whispering eclipse