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