From the recording Abyssal
Lyrics
They gaze in rapture
Of my sermon.
The ashen abyss
Of this wasteland of hate.
Where are you now?
Quarantined to nothingness.
What have you gained?
A final stillness;
Praying for anything but this.
Despair.
I bid you welcome
To this womb of nihility.
Fathom a dimension of nothing
And feast upon the plague.