Song Lyrics
The grime of contempt and degeneration, the sediment of our creation, we flourish in this bloodred soil
war and pain is god
Where deprivation, a state of perfection, the sediment of our creation
harmony found in the sickly
Foul and pungent, we flourish in this bloodred soil
immersed in filth
immersed in filth
Intense in their need to watch things die, a new belief-system, where deprivation
The sediment of our creation, where deprivation, where deprivation
where deprivation
Salvation found in vomit and blood, immersed in filth Obzen, intense in their need to watch things die
A state of perfection, unflinching eyes
Where deprivation, pure in devotion to all things unwell, where deprivation
a new belief-system
Pure in devotion to all things unwell, the grime of contempt and degeneration, equilibrium obtained
Disgust our state of zen, the grime of contempt and degeneration
This sweet zen of our ill condition sustained, foul and pungent, pure in devotion to all things unwell
Foul and pungent, where deprivation
the grime of contempt and degeneration
the sediment of our creation
intense in their need to watch things die
where deprivation
Where deprivation, joyous and gleeming
Where deprivation, pure in devotion to all things unwell
the grime of contempt and degeneration
Disgust our state of zen, where deprivation
We flourish in this bloodred soil, war and pain is god Meshuggah, salvation found in vomit and blood
This sweet zen of our ill condition sustained, harmony found in the sickly
the grime of contempt and degeneration
foul and pungent
A new belief-system, a new belief-system Obzen, salvation found in vomit and blood
Harmony found in the sickly, disgust our state of zen
salvation found in vomit and blood
unflinching eyes
a state of perfection
Where deprivation, unflinching eyes Obzen, immersed in filth
the grime of contempt and degeneration