infinite persecution of Solar System. swallowed hemisphere possessed a Great Dark Spot torned into dust molecular outer atmosphere absorption of red
an eternal black hole negative energy density quantum foam hypothesis open by a negative-mass cosmic string cosmic inflation radiation stroms unequally
great circle parallels to the morbid horizons deadly orbit around the Sun Dark energy - Dark matter into the unknown supermassive primaeval chaotic black
periodically change of orientation terms of the respective positions magnetic poles reverse their positions Magnetic Pole Shift great erosion world into
Assert that morality does not inherently exist Mood of despair at a perceived pointlessness of existence nihilistic epoch of mental plague decaying aspects
Depth is not far, descent is short life under zero level insensitive human form Crack sounds spiral of noises Absorbing all planet energy Non-physical
enslaved between dimensions captured lifelong into the humid cosmic dungeons dead remains devoured by blinded rats rotting in depths of obscure caves
Drowned into deepness of Abstract life unforeseen daylight at the end corridors of life tunnel suffocating atmosphere of inner cosmos collapsing neurosis
sage Merry thug raid, may they bust in gauge Merry judge pray, when they lower my cage And my flesh return to wet clay From which I was made, my bones rot and decay
you do? I want to know Why are you so spoilt I want to know Why are you so spoilt Painfully I watch the sunspots fade My home is gone my body decayed
Birth is always painful Decaying in the womb trapped within this body A bleeding human tomb Gutted bitch lies dead emptied of the child Chewing on the
Muerte] [lyrics - Ross Sewage] Necrotic ooze poured from a carafe Acquired for a blood bath In the morgue lies a treasure trove of lividous compounds decaying
depths of hell fall into this wretched dungeon where god's first angel fell the rats feeding on the corpses ignore the stench of the decay the disease
The deadened guts - They make their womb Necrosis borne - In the tomb Rotting away - Turn in your grave Infernal decay - Burn in your grave Necrosis
The second time poppa ripped the womb open early And exposed me to the coldness life prematurely Where mom's love used to live, now housed denial And when that decayed
night, unlike my girl you don't put up a fight. I'm close to you, put flowers on your womb .. 'cos I was born in your womb.
give you money, you give me death. You think it's funny, I gasp for breath. Watch a cop for us today, an opiate, a new decay, your breathing stops
