Obscene as Cancer - Anaal Nathrakh

What lying shit will be said

Children guaranteed glory in death

Freedom failing???/Sweet and fitting in their tombs they rest

Squandered youth

Blood-shod, all blind,

…they'll pay???

In all my dreams

(They were fucking children)/(Leave your fucking shelter)

Before my helpless sight

He plunges at me

Guttering, choking, drowning

How familiar blood

The converted terror moves closer to carnage

Secret nobility and gilded deceit

The poison bringing composure at last/The (possibility?) an ocean of blood

His hanging face

Like a devil’s sick of sin

In all my dreams

(They were fucking children)/(Leave your fucking shelter)

Before my helpless sight

He plunges at me

Guttering, choking, drowning

In all my dreams

Before my helpless sight

He plunges at me

In all my dreams

(They were fucking children)/(Leave your fucking shelter)

Before my helpless sight

He plunges at me

Guttering, choking, drowning