Finis Hominis

(Music and Lyrics by Butcherazor)

The night is gone and hasn\'t brought the day

Men forgot their passions in the dread

Vipers crawled and joined the crowd

They hid their horrified eyes, in fear

The dying embers of an altar

Curses cast on the dust

Tribulations of darkness

The pall of a fallen world

Mass crucifixion under the grim sky

Abyssal figures sowed the earth

Corpses in unburied heaps for an unholy usage

While their women copulated over their graves

The dying embers of an altar

Curses cast on the dust

Tribulations of darkness

The pall of a fallen world

Final days of divine skies

Secularization haze

Poisoning the naive hearts

Apotheosis of beyond-man

In our soul

We can feel

Hate in flames

Fiery wounds agonizing for cure

White idols were enslaved by night

And faith was overshadowed by the stars

The last seal has been opened

The last kiss is the eve of the sputum

The dying embers of an altar

Curses cast on the dust

Tribulations of darkness

The pall of a fallen world