Telepathic with the Deceased - Xasthur

Tranquility in sickness to soothe the inner madness

(Dissonant inner code, blueprints to genocide)

Inseminated knife wounds are infecting your thoughts

(A reprogram the mind)

Come and see how easy, expendable it is for human life to be forgotten

Haters of life are telepathic with the deceased

Fragments of failure, some said it was art

For it only bears a meaning when all life is torn apart

For all we are, are messengers of death and sacrificial hope

For we are a communion of the cataclysmic

Inverting all oceans that shall drown into an eternal twilight

(waves so high, once eclipsing the sun)

A funeral for those damned, is a funeral for the light

Let us gather in the netherwomb reborn with enough hate to breed tomorrows doom