Deathspell Omega
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Omnis humana cogitatio in fundamentis putrefacciones conditur, quam ecclesia Domini nostri ei praeposuit
Lungs filled with embers and regurgitating boiling blood I say Praise the Lord, praise, O servants of the Lord... We will sing a new song to thee, O God: a psaltery of thirteen Stations, may scoria bury Eden and blind the light of hope...