Shrine of Life by Kataklysm Lyrics
(Chapter 3 - Reborn Through Death)
Marching corpse to rise, I must fulfill my new destiny, crawlwalking
From my suicide
As I penetrate the exit of my home, my mother had a nervous
Breakdown and fell into a coma
Outside my domain, I discover, that my dreaming abilities were my
Undead powers
Casting a spell of no return, at the forgotten Isle, where lies the
Forbidden shrine
Out of my tornado field near the sacred shrine, I climb the steps of
Knowledge
Each step inflicts me terrible pain, decomposition of my soul as my
Innard organs rot away
Flesh falling part by part, dematerialization
In front of the pedestal, I open the golden book and some of my
Fingers fall off
A bright radiance illuminated from the book, this gleam dissolves my
Eyes
The pus flows on my cheeks, at this moment a voice says...
"what are thine purpose?", as I answer one of my arms breaks into
Pieces
"i am here... I want to repent myself, from my will of death"
"art thou sure?"... Yes!, then read aloud what is written
I can't, my eyes... I must concentrate... I see the chant of life, the
Mantra to reborn
Ahm... Mu... Hum... Cah...
Veramocor!
Ahm... Mu... Hum... Cah...
Now I can hear thousands of lamenting damians around the sacred
Shrine
Waiting for my soul to fall, my body cracks in two
I keep my faith 'till the end of the beginning
As my torso of vomiting worms dies
My brain explodes... My body is thrown in...
I'm alive... Free to reborn!
Marching corpse to rise, I must fulfill my new destiny, crawlwalking
From my suicide
As I penetrate the exit of my home, my mother had a nervous
Breakdown and fell into a coma
Outside my domain, I discover, that my dreaming abilities were my
Undead powers
Casting a spell of no return, at the forgotten Isle, where lies the
Forbidden shrine
Out of my tornado field near the sacred shrine, I climb the steps of
Knowledge
Each step inflicts me terrible pain, decomposition of my soul as my
Innard organs rot away
Flesh falling part by part, dematerialization
In front of the pedestal, I open the golden book and some of my
Fingers fall off
A bright radiance illuminated from the book, this gleam dissolves my
Eyes
The pus flows on my cheeks, at this moment a voice says...
"what are thine purpose?", as I answer one of my arms breaks into
Pieces
"i am here... I want to repent myself, from my will of death"
"art thou sure?"... Yes!, then read aloud what is written
I can't, my eyes... I must concentrate... I see the chant of life, the
Mantra to reborn
Ahm... Mu... Hum... Cah...
Veramocor!
Ahm... Mu... Hum... Cah...
Now I can hear thousands of lamenting damians around the sacred
Shrine
Waiting for my soul to fall, my body cracks in two
I keep my faith 'till the end of the beginning
As my torso of vomiting worms dies
My brain explodes... My body is thrown in...
I'm alive... Free to reborn!