Embodiment of This Bitter Chaos Songtext
von Goatwhore

... for joyce, when we ain′t ...
And the dark... flesh
Deaths of the soils of the gust
And more rise, soul to the ...disgrace
Wretches blood, in the night ...
Dust... and the fail, feeding on their on Only ...
Great lord of death, the ... clever words
Lord ... the sentence ... realms
Glorify the sick, force ...
Sweeps of his ... about fire


...of black, ... of the saints... soul
All ...monster...
Drowning sick, into bloody flesh
It's a ... on the birth of ...
Death awaits, and ...
It′s ...from the ...of dark dreams
...always strikes, feel the ...
Quiet... swimming with the seeds
Hearts to kill, tragedy of life
Wrapped in ... consume
Foul by fire, ...