Tattered tapestries woven by the hands of terror
The texture of dread carved deep, nailed in
Drifting in between unconsciousness and death
Chain-connected hooks scraping at the bone

Dread is the wood of which we build our caskets
Passitivity where once adrenaline controlled
A secret song at the center of the world
The exquisite sound of razors through flesh

The judgement bell chimes for death of superstition
Inside this labyrinth of ameloriate pain
The burning touch of Lament configuration
Slave in the kingdom where carnage reigns

Like a stream of poison through the veins of time
Destined to return as the tide turns
When the time is ripe you will wish that you had drowned

It's coming, gnawing, ripping
Flesh from bone, torn apart
Welcome to where carnage reigns
Step inside the hellbound heart

The judgement bell chimes for death of superstition
Inside this labyrinth of ameloriate pain
Skin burning from the touch of Lament configuration
Slave in the kingdom where carnage reigns