THE CULT OF MADNESS
BOUND TO THE DARK OF A BLACK SEA
THERE’S A PLACE THAT IS BLASTED, FATEFUL,
BLINDED BY THE FOG,
A KINGDOM OF GRIEF.
IN THE GLOOM OF WINDS
CRIES FROM AFAR
ALL IS TWISTED IN THE SHADOW.
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IN THE CITY OF THE CULT OF MADNESS,
LIFE SLIPS AND GOES AWAY,
AND THE BODY CHANGES,
IN THE CITY OF THE CULT OF DARKNESS
REALITY DISAPPEARS.
FROM THE DEEP OF THE SEA,
THERE’S THE GATE OF THIS ANCIENT CULT,
MASTER OF ATROCITY, ABOMINATION AND CURSE OF PAIN.
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DESTROY ALL THINGS
DESTROY ALL DREAMS
BY SACRIFICE
BY THE BLOOD OF MEN.
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DESTROY ALL HOPES
BURN YOUR MIND
DESTROY YOUR SOUL.
FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF A BLACK SEA
UNDER THOSE HOUSES
THE FIRE IS DEAD, (BE)CAUSE
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IN THE CITY OF THE CULT OF MADNESS,
LIFE SLIPS AND GOES AWAY,
AND THE BODY CHANGES
IN THE CITY OF THE CULT OF DARKNESS
REALITY EVANESCES.
