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In Dark Distortion

At The Gates

Abhorrent human lives, the phantom dance
In the grip of rapture, our fever mask

Infestation, a void of filth
Blind from nameless nightmares, and cosmic will

Your death is endless
A slumber undisturbed

Contamination bound, impure and foul
Cloaked in dreams of sulphur, our mortal shroud

Skepticism, now drowned in dust
Illusive silent hunger, our endless thirst

Your death is endless
A slumber undisturbed

In dark distortion, our tomb inside
In dark distortion

Kaleidoscopic death, the fever crown
We walk among you all, in chaos drowned

The temptation, a fiendish hound
Tears through our existence, our burial ground

Your death is endless
A slumber undisturbed

In dark distortion, our tomb inside
In dark distortion

In dark distortion, our tomb inside
In dark distortion

In dark distortion
In dark distortion
In dark distortion
In dark distortion