Bone Nails - Carnophage

Unproductive thoughts and desires

Prepares your agony

Sometimes your fall approaches

Your manage to run

But in the future you’ll not

Slowly, you come to my land

Killing people and assasinating them

Dishonestly you escape

And you use your bastards

To claim for yourself

Rituals of your life are

One by one will die

Are you ready to watch

Your own torment

Missiles will blast in your skull

Sins are swirling to your

New life in hell

According to your cave

Your new bone nails

Will host you for your

Burning again and again

In your soul… A frivolity…

You’re rescued from this world

Die… Die… Die…

Are you ready to watch

Your own torment

Missiles will blast one by one

In your skull

Your filthy smiles will end

When I came to your cave

Your never started country

Will have a stillborn end