Abgott Death Kult
There lurk primeval timber trees
In morbid gulches ahead
Shrouding in their gnarly flesh harbingers of death
Eight who reigned and ruled our land
Shall once again arise
Abgott Death Kult
Carving for the carnal end
Eight shall stand
Abgott Death Kult
Kneeling and peeling for our final price
Octagon of raw hate
Log and cut, carve and fell
Free them from their wooden shell
Chop and chip, whittle and slice
They'll redeem us through demise
We will husk until perfection
We will skim for their affection, our resurrection
Death is their price
Flames are their trial
Cleansing lies in all our valiant cries
Sentenced to the stake is our disguise (let us burn!)
We stand and carve united the indubitable truth
The sole and only purpose of our beings absolute
The kult is our kin. Praising the eight kings
Abgott Death Kult
Idols which sprung from our hand to proclaim
Freedom in afterlife
Abgott Death Kult
Idols which free us from earthly remains
Patrons of our last rite. Baptised in blazing light
We will husk until perfection
We will skim for their affection, our resurrection
Death is their price
Flames are their trial
Cleansing lies in all our valiant cries
Sentenced to the stake is our disguise
Abgott Death Kult
The pyres they gloriously shine
Scorching our path to salvation
Abgott Death Kult
Our ashes will serve as their shrine
Rise, your ascend is near:
Die acht Abgötter sind hier
In morbid gulches ahead
Shrouding in their gnarly flesh harbingers of death
Eight who reigned and ruled our land
Shall once again arise
Abgott Death Kult
Carving for the carnal end
Eight shall stand
Abgott Death Kult
Kneeling and peeling for our final price
Octagon of raw hate
Log and cut, carve and fell
Free them from their wooden shell
Chop and chip, whittle and slice
They'll redeem us through demise
We will husk until perfection
We will skim for their affection, our resurrection
Death is their price
Flames are their trial
Cleansing lies in all our valiant cries
Sentenced to the stake is our disguise (let us burn!)
We stand and carve united the indubitable truth
The sole and only purpose of our beings absolute
The kult is our kin. Praising the eight kings
Abgott Death Kult
Idols which sprung from our hand to proclaim
Freedom in afterlife
Abgott Death Kult
Idols which free us from earthly remains
Patrons of our last rite. Baptised in blazing light
We will husk until perfection
We will skim for their affection, our resurrection
Death is their price
Flames are their trial
Cleansing lies in all our valiant cries
Sentenced to the stake is our disguise
Abgott Death Kult
The pyres they gloriously shine
Scorching our path to salvation
Abgott Death Kult
Our ashes will serve as their shrine
Rise, your ascend is near:
Die acht Abgötter sind hier
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Tobian, Nikolai Kahle
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