Ritual of Godflesh

Rid of the flesh god as delivered unto
It’s vulgarities conjure on the five points of summoning
In the relics of the past is it’s banner upheld
A demon from which the slave is bound to
Thirst quenched the demon sleeps
Cultivate my soul in it’s dreams
And shall the demon feed
Cultivate immortality
Souls, plead for sacrifice to their lords
And from the darkness where the ancients spawned
Out of the darkness
Where the ancients spawned
Thirst, quenched the demon sleeps
Cultivate my soul in it’s dreams
And shall the demon feed
Cultivate immortality