Epitaph Songtext / Lyric

The filth, the greed, immoral needs

The shameless urge of consumption

A lustful motive against a fool

One's will by force to be ruled



Vengeance is mine now






Impulse to destroy

This anti matter

Contaminated with promise of belief



This catalyst

A tour de force

A smut peddler with no redemption

Immortal and unclean

Infected and obscene

Ill-defined objection



Swimming in a world of creeps