Deathspell Omega
dearth
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The thin clamor of these iniquitous and unabsolved beings*
Plearing at the exit of the world
Lost in this kingdom of fear and ashes
Sinister Abscission
And the solitude of the garden of Gethsemane in sharing!
Thy pomp is brought down to the grave as we celebrate this Encharist
Bonds and afflictions, living sacrifice of praise
Stalwart vessel of affliction, predestined docile martyr
Eritis sicut dii
Saints of shortage! Truly, we are the Saints of scarcity!