[Compilation Of : Spit Forth The Dead And
Artefacted]

[Irreligion, Both Taken From : Subconscious
Terror]

Contained in blood scrawl, compiled evil
artifacts.

Insane instigators of ritualistic pacts.

Necronomicon, bestial methods, age old torrid
acts.

If darker side thus beckon, in limbo boundaries
must be smas-

hed!

Released from nether regions, bowels of the
earth.

Seeping through cracks to foul the air above.

A lifeline to those to which sleep is eternal.

Concocted since the dawn of time.

To now release agonised souls.

Spit forth the dead!

Spit forth the dead!

Carried on the air, purity aiding the filth.

Seeking consecrated ground, sensing cemeteries in
a blanket of

dust.

Fertalising the infertile from six feet under.

Seeking consecrated ground, sensing cemeteries in
a blanket of

dust.

Fertalising the infertile from six feet under.

Intoxicating with false life, coaxing from the
brink of decay.

Animating the inanimate, from wooden box to light
of day.

Exodus from the ground, stale forms tasting air.

Each united in their cause, yet of it's ground.

Ground mates unaware.

Now the dead govern the earth.

All resistance to them crushed.

Life is now minority, the world another hell.

Wipeout!