Through used up life-force and used up skin
Through strings of failure
and stiff limbs of shame


Crapulous orgies - Consuming sin
In ceaseless hunger

Hellish black thirst

Livid with the hue of mould and death

Crowned with swarming angels of rot
Mere food for maggots
Mere fuel for the flames

Saying grace at the table of Decay

And as your soul in darkness burn

...of the emptiness you learn
And as your flesh to soil turn
...embrace the Gospel of the Worm


Warmth and life are now strangers in here
The Void is present

Ancient yet forever new

Dead - You are dead!

Depleted - You are dead!
Bow before the skillful smith of Decay
No hope - Only Death!

Clusters of heavy sins hold you down

And as your soul in darkness burn

...of the emptiness you learn
And as your flesh to soil turn
...embrace the Gospel of the Worm