Landscapes Made of Human Skin - Paganizer

There is no escape

This is your punishment

I have been waiting for your arrival

Noone will save you now

They cannot save themselves

This place awaits them to harbor their flesh forever

As you suffer

Become a part

Of the landscapes made of human skin

Fields of conquered flesh

In which you will descend

Yearning for a release that will never come

As you suffer

Become a part

Of the landscape made of human skin

One thousand… ways to bleed

One thousand… ways to burn