Tomb Of Armenius Lyrics - Skin The Living - Jungle Rot

Satan's rotting corpse, The Smell of brutal death 

release the children of god, And all the blood shed 

Fear his evil heaven, The evil hell you fear 

Fear the next Pope, The next Anti-Christ 

Rip off your face, Death in his eyes 

A murderous state, He will arise 

The tomb of Armenius 

Dying spirits cry 

Kill the unborn fetus 

The spirit of the Anti-Christ 

Dying spirits cry, The evil thoughts of hell 

His spirit is now laughing, At an everlasting pain 

Slowly a man dies with seizures, Rips off his own face 

And tries to scream, An everlasting death