Blessed are the Dead

The time has come
Oh Blessed are the dead
Blessed are the dead
For life is feeding

In their rotting ways
As the food of life
Blessed are the dead
Blessed are the dead

The black earth calls
To feed it's nature
Blessed are the dead
Oh Blessed are the dead

Ruled by Qayin
The true and only master
Blessed are the dead
Blessed are the dead

The serpent speak to those who hear
The promises of the son
We cast our bodies in the grave
Where death can overcome
We cast aside the evil curse
Of demiurgic clay
To Qayin Rex Mortis
We humbly kneel and pray



Credits
Writer(s): Yaakov Nahash
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