Book of Flesh

The rotting flesh of Tiamat
Cast aside, useless
Cleaved from the bones of world made natural
The parasite that was mankind
Trampled under claws of tfie mindless God awoken from their death sleep
Cold boiling darkness
Now left behind
When he greets the stars
That are finally right
He greets the stars
That are finally right
Covered by the smoke of burning flesh
Heresy of flesh and blood crushed, ground down
Erased from the face of the earth defaced in a flash of unlight
Cold fire of the ground
Abominations of the sky in their carnivorous covenant spare not man nor his
feeble Gods
New ways to shout and kill
Ways to revel and enjoy teachings of the ancients call forth the fires from the
sky