This Passing Into The Power Of Demons Lyrics - Carving Out The Eyes Of God - Goatwhore

The eyes of this disgorged life, their faces are scared with lies 

Scratched marks on the walls in place of words 

Washed out, condemned, unearth this relic of the lecher 

Contorted spasm of demonic control, cold-blooded, impassive 

Hesitant in this disaster 

Fear gaps this subconscious plane 

Heavy breathing in final words 

Comprised in fragments of suicide 

Keeper of dead souls in the scythe of passing, 

Tormentor of self misery, a moment of weakness 

Carrier of the secret to annihilate the universe of 

All that was living, deceiver of lifeless entrance to the beyond 

Crafted massacre from the undivine 

A nomad of accursed paths 

Spitting poison from distorted tongues 

This guardian of the cursed 

Chanting these words of possession, 

Calling to the burnt kingdoms 

These ashen angels with the 

Horns of these superior demons 

Loss of faith bleeds from sliced wrists 

Wretched thought of this self intervention 

Sinful tongue will act as the spawn 

For the words of this incantation 

Holding innocence as a caged animal to be 

Absent for recover in a later cause 

Heavy breathing in hellish attack, 

God of heaven holds no ground in this place of black 

Sympathy dies in this immortal state, forcing the divine into killing their own 

Rise from the remains of this revived pandemonium 

This face of evil covered in prolific tunes 

A ceremony of these inverted rites 

Hate enduced fever of heavenly domains 

Inflicted rage from this evil spirit 

Secured in this cleanse, of transient minds 

Crumbling savage esponse, sanction is questioned 

Sensory degeneration, of positive emotion 

Upon the return, the rise of demons 

Endless suffering, prevails the host 

Ingesting this saga, from this place of cold