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Serocs - Into Everlasting Spew - Building a Shrine Upon Vanishing Sands
Into Everlasting Spew
01. Cotard Delusion
02. Railgun Combat
03. Macrocosmos
04. Lamashtu
05. I Shit Your Pants
06. Descending Pillars
07. The Absence of Grief
08. Building a Shrine Upon Vanishing Sands
09. Obliteration
10. Divine Realm of Existence
11. Moribund State Shifts
12. Dread
13. Bane of Fire
14. Planet of Forgotten Flesh
15. Kapalikas
16. Crazy Train Decapitation
17. Rapacious Engorgement
18. An Explosion of Interstellar Terror
19. Siege of Carnality
20. The Parting of a Neck
21. Being
22. Evidence of Tyranny
23. Matando
24. Ancient Seed
25. Maul
26. The Clot
27. The Fist
28. Surrogate
29. Liberation
30. Mausoleum of Eternal Absence
31. Ruins of Ourselves
32. Gorefestation
33. Coffinfucker
34. Anti‐Cosmic Decree
35. Aeons of Hate
36. World in Obscure
37. Oni
38. Ritval Expiation of the Parricide
39. Abandon Earth
40. The Endless Circle
41. Worm
42. Resigned
43. Lies
44. Endless Lapse
45. Tentacle Gears
Sculpting the pillars of a castle
Where wanderers lose themselves
Scratching the dust of the earth
To extract minerals and matter
Gold and diamonds turning sands into ornaments

Building a shrine upon vanishing sands
Resting on empty shells

Eroded and dormant
Sculpting the pillars
Stalagmites pierce the ground and drain the soil
Until shining objects breathe faith into avarice
Sinking enclaves below our riches
Bleeding the earth to erosion

Cover these walls with skin
Lavishly absorbing the sands
So that the jewels be forged
Out of roots despoiled
Cover these walls with skin
Lavishly absorbing the sands
From our roots disavowed

Roaming through the maze
Where corridors bend and deflect
Tilting over frail foundations
Eating themselves to void

Une arche pour les dévots
Dont les fondations s'effritent
Ne laissant que texture rugueuse
Encombrant la refonte
S'emparer du charme pour tout condamner

Scratching the golden marrow
Despite destructive harvests
Despite dearth, sculpting on
And the sands keep flowing

Cracking the pillars
Guts eroded and bones fractured
Gorged with gravel
Reclaimed from the lands they rest upon
May we restore what has shattered

Despite destructive harvests
The sands keep flowing
Scratching the golden marrow

Such voracity is boundless
Robbed from their colors
The crops turn to stone
And feed the designs
Which enslave the masses
Engulfed in adornments

Chasing extinct honors
In unfurling walls
Miners by the thousands
And none to atone

Minus the defilers
Hidden in the black crests
Of the frame vapidly devised
By hands buried in clay

The shrine once built
A castle deformed
Cast in soiled organs
That once salted the waters