Altars on fire, flames rise above the sky
Smokeclouds, dusthaze, human torches
Rotting corpses among the piles of skulls
Flaws in the souls, the Wrath of God's begun
Headless children, women without bearings
Embryos wasted, count them dead as well!
Old men emboweled, guts out, deceased
Holes of the bullets, exit wounds at forehead
Hiding 'hide the clouds
Post-chaos Sundown
Devastation, deposition
Annihilation, demolition
Torture, mayhem, carnage
God's creation's deathwish
Tombs of the dead ones, disgraced by christians
Cannibalism, between father and son
Humen like garbage, beggars like rich
Hammered faces, drowning in feces
Once you have eaten a flesh of a man
Taste may be bitter thou it's better than sand
And once you have drank their blood as your wine
You may and WILL see why God still lets us be
.ALIVE
Hiding 'hind the clouds
Post-chaos Sundown
Devastation, deposition
Annihilation, demolition
Torture, mayhem, massacre
A God-created afterworld
Incarnate - Post-chaos Sundown Lyrics
Incarnate - Post-chaos Sundown Lyrics
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Altars on fire, flames rise above the sky
Smokeclouds, dusthaze, human torches
Rotting corpses among the piles of skulls
Flaws in the souls, the Wrath of God's begun
Headless children, women without bearings
Embryos wasted, count them dead as well!
Old men emboweled, guts out, deceased
Holes of the bullets, exit wounds at forehead
Hiding 'hide the clouds
Post-chaos Sundown
Devastation, deposition
Annihilation, demolition
Torture, mayhem, carnage
God's creation's deathwish
Tombs of the dead ones, disgraced by christians
Cannibalism, between father and son
Humen like garbage, beggars like rich
Hammered faces, drowning in feces
Once you have eaten a flesh of a man
Taste may be bitter thou it's better than sand
And once you have drank their blood as your wine
You may and WILL see why God still lets us be .ALIVE
Hiding 'hind the clouds
Post-chaos Sundown
Devastation, deposition
Annihilation, demolition
Torture, mayhem, massacre
A God-created afterworld
Smokeclouds, dusthaze, human torches
Rotting corpses among the piles of skulls
Flaws in the souls, the Wrath of God's begun
Headless children, women without bearings
Embryos wasted, count them dead as well!
Old men emboweled, guts out, deceased
Holes of the bullets, exit wounds at forehead
Hiding 'hide the clouds
Post-chaos Sundown
Devastation, deposition
Annihilation, demolition
Torture, mayhem, carnage
God's creation's deathwish
Tombs of the dead ones, disgraced by christians
Cannibalism, between father and son
Humen like garbage, beggars like rich
Hammered faces, drowning in feces
Once you have eaten a flesh of a man
Taste may be bitter thou it's better than sand
And once you have drank their blood as your wine
You may and WILL see why God still lets us be .ALIVE
Hiding 'hind the clouds
Post-chaos Sundown
Devastation, deposition
Annihilation, demolition
Torture, mayhem, massacre
A God-created afterworld