Ceremonial Swamp

Your body is mud
So what. What's the problem?
Ceremonial water. Instincts of life
Claws in the air, any priest yet

Semen, infection
The roots of the plague
Mankind as a virus. Virus of life

We are impure
We're flesh and sand

Primitive, iniquitious animal
With no ideologies
Or clear moral sense

Black ritual concurrence
Ceremonial swamp for your clan
Decapitation of the well- beheaded
Precious stones in our foreheads

Spirituality of your flesh
Purity of your simple thoughts
Swimming in the liquids of life
Far from the drey seas of death