Nekrodermis

Ancient Ones!
Of tomb they reek
Anathema of life
Barren of soul
With purpose clear
Eradicate all breath

Devoid of flesh (Efficiency)
All excess is removed

Life is noise
Life is naught
In futility exists
All that lives
Be hunted down
In silence peace will come

Devoid of flesh (Efficiency)
All excess is removed

Nekrodermis

By ancient rites I condemn you to the Void
By ancient rites I condemn you to non-existence