The Amenta - Mictlan Lyrics

Feathered serpent embrace arrest staggered breath
Weeping wound on heaving chest
Mask of four sun filth
Hide tracks of torture
Sear the weeping flesh
Smear trails of rot
On fiery toothed stone
Feel rancid breath
Break on suppurating heels
Tongue sup wine from
The flesh that it steals
It burns like Venom

Lips back from teeth
In insolent rictus
Touch the skin it marrs

Above two sillouhettes
Arms entwined like hissing snakes
Applaud the hound cremated
As blazing thirst slaked
A soulmate for the soulless
Charred, relentless cur
Thick taste of death rise
In flames from burning fur

Blacken to ash
Writhe in the glow of embers
The bed burns hot

Screams inscribed in smoke
Carved as knife cuts in bier
Life reduced to putrid carrion
Thrones at the apex of bones
Dead in pyramids piled
Cool ecstacy of immolation

Court of the skeletal king
Tiers of flame shed light
Set sickly faces to burn
Contort themselves against its glare

The two of cruel countenance
Will them in darkness keep
Tearing life from life
Beware Mictlan