The wound cut lights are leaking black
The time that takes what we cant hold back
Gables sinking sulfurous gray
The solid ground has washed away
Gnarled silhouettes of dead wood we
While sulfur clouds in silent sleep
The thick miasma fills the well
A visual
An eternal Hell

Intestinal Apocalypse
River of rot
In your final kiss

Flowing deep where the light goes dim
Sing the village burning hymn
Flowing deep where the light goes dim
sing the village burning hymn

Total collapse
The viscus tide
Nowhere for the soul to hide

Intestinal Apocalypse

River of rot