6.6.6. - Behexen

Moist walls, embraced by putrid stench

Dark hallways, where echoe silent squeaks

The rhythm of dripping water calls to morbid dance

… of the contagious children of the crypt

Darkness of the dungeon, womb of the deceased

Stealthy heralds, sharpening the scythe of plague

The parade of creeping shadows, like a living floor

A carpet of sharp teeth and black filthy hair

Here the bones lie, like fallen pillars of ivory

Hundreds of hungry red eyes, slithering tails and poisoned teeth

Only death is real

Eaten by rats

Deep down enshrined inside the walls of stone

Black death’s reflection in a pair of red eyes

Around each corner, awaiting to inject painful death

For them to devour the poisoned human flesh…

Here the bones lie, like fallen pillars of ivory

Hundreds of hungry red eyes, slithering tails and poisoned teeth

Only death is real

Eaten by rats…