Urheimat - Satanas Vult

All this life... A rotting hole
Of shitty liquor and rancid smoke
A constant mental winter
Raining depravity
To tune my chants to mighty one
Lord! Listen to my prayers
Sharp the razor and take off the corks
Light the candles and praise the Void!
Growing grotesque desires in the mind
That cave of urine and ravenous worms
Growing like moss and mold
Fed by all the empty wasted desires
With no other end that my lust
And my fried liver... So burnt
Makes me throw up nasty blood
Full of hatred and decadence
And that bitter black bilis
Full of melancholy
And sour thoughts
Like my own repugnant conception