Book Of Flesh

The rotting flesh of Tiamat

Cast aside, useless

Cleaved from the bones of world made natural

The parasite that was mankind

Trampled under claws of tfie mindless God awoken from their death sleep

Cold boiling darkness

Now left behind

When he greets the stars

That are finally right

He greets the stars

That are finally right

Covered by the smoke of burning flesh

Heresy of flesh and blood crushed, ground down,

Erased from the face of the earth defaced in a flash of unlight

Cold fire of the ground

Abominations of the sky in their carnivorous covenant spare not man nor his feeble Gods

New ways to shout and kill

Ways to revel and enjoy teachings of the ancients call forth the fires from the sky