Rite Of The Slaying Tongue Lyrics

Om, throttle, throttle, stand, stand, bind, bind, slay,
slay, burn, burn, bellow, bellow, blast, blast, Om,
throttle, throttle, stand, stand, bind, bind, slay,
slay, burn, burn, bellow, bellow, blast, blast Om,
throttle, throttle, stand, stand, bind, bind, slay,
slay, burn, burn, bellow, bellow, blast, blast

We are as neophytes within the hoary temple of the
dead, the contemplators of all states of loathsomeness.
We dance with the denizens of the charnel ground in the
glow of the funeral pyre beneath the black arch of
desolate night. We are the skull-bearers who would dare
to sound the thigh-bone trumpets to call forth our
murdering shadows. May their darkness eat at our flesh
and thresh the profane body from subtle bones. We are
the consumers and we are the consumed. We offer the
horrid oblations of our skin. We offer the dread
libations of the blood of our hearts. We sate Death‟s
shadow, that which ever hungers. We call forth unclean eidolons. Husks of self. Come ye forth from dens of
inner depravation. As we swirl in maddening frenzy
through the midnight marshes to awake them in their
ravenous and desperate hunger. Our horns beseech the
very Lord of Death to drive his trident through the
three chambers of our existence. In throws of ecstatic
death we rend the fabric of the world. To gaze with a
fixed serpent iris into the darkness that is beyond
darkness.

Oh Devi, without knowledge of thy power liberation is
mere mockery! Oh Devi-L, without knowledge of thy power
liberation is mere mockery! Speech of the Slaying
Tongue. Black breath of fire. Burning wind of my mouth.
Raising shadow from pyre. My self-murdering darkness.
Oh, famished ones come. Heed the winds of dread will.
Hear the call of my tongue. Fire as breathe I utter my
end. Bringing shadows of death to gnash and to rend!

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