Akerbeltz - Extreme Unction

Triumph of death when fate becomes adverse and the haunting ogre grows with negativity knitting a rope with the roots of time and disabusal. The higher the vat flies, the harder is the downfall. Condemned to the galleys and flogged by doom rowing in the swamp of a cruel fate. A slip knot prevents the final fall and the feet won't touch the ground. Extreme tension, close to decapitation, posthumous erection. A tottering weight after self assassination. Cold body, travelling body, coagulated blood, crimson eyes feet first towards the hole. Haunting of the mortuary, satanic extreme unction, death has precipitated. Last rites, embalmed corpse covered in blood as at birth. Ghost of yore gather at the open tomb, master of the detestable at the lodge of metal that pestered the earth. Staining the pure with pungente rot, oracle of Satan in times of ignorance, path finder, at the gorge that leads down to Hell, your choice was suicide and we will call you the brave, we'll honour your memory sinking into chaos, you called the reaper and dealt with the devil, sealing your fate, last rites for a dark messiah, extreme unction.