Gospel of Bones Lyrics

Inside the circle of pain, of fear
and cold reality of hopelessness
Did you really believe
that the seeds of consolation would bloom here

Mass consumption of blood and souls
Let their every cell become a part of this offering

Their throats are cut
by the shards of broken promises
Broken like this world of glass
Broken like the spine of Yahweh

Mass dissolution of blood and souls
Let the womb of horrors open again

And we shall sing a song
for the new order in burning heaven
Upon the throne of shattered bones
Praised be that day

Every mouth chanting the strangest prayer
in the name of the angel of thousand forms
Who once will crawl forth
from the womb of death
...praised be that day!