Since the worms tunneled below,
We’ve conjured the ghost and the wretched who crow.
We’ve begged and burrowed so low to offer these goats by slitting their throats.
In our efforts safe passage is futile.
We’ll burn alive as above so below.
If we survive this notion is putrid.
In hell confide as above so below.
Call on the ragmen and the stewards who bare these conditions.
The craft is less than perfect and kings haven’t earned it.
It’s still possessed and ferments while these witches protect it.
Sworn in by the thorn in the ribs.
Our lives crucified and left adrift.
Like a myth in the wind now to tread amongst the dead, unforgiven.
These laws written in blood for the innocent...Save them.
Lives in torment, As Above
Blood so sacred, So below
Sworn in by the thorn in the ribs
Our lives crucified and left adrift.
Make it last and save the craft.
Tattered hands now laid to rest.
In the depths of hell we stand.
Our mentors burning in dread.
Make it last and save the craft.
credits
from Modern Cvlt,
released January 21, 2019
All music and lyrics written and performed by Darkdrinker. All songs mixed and mastered by Adam Brown.