Bowels Of Murder letra

Moon of Mons
Can you hear the screams
feeble, weak and asphyxiated
Lurid blade keeps grinding bones

In the grimy darkness
Near the River Hate
and the Path of Worry

Stream of sadness
As the haunted soul
Unearth the madness

Bowels of murder
Sweep the River Hate
And the Path of Worry

Stream of sadness
Obsessed, He will kill again

Butcher of Mons
Butcher of Mons
Savage mad lures the whores
To cut away with pain
Repetition, Past bears the same

Dawn Of Relic - Letras

• Birth
• Bowels Of Murder
• Dormant From Kiasmagoria
• Fimbulvetr
• It Dragged Her To Dark
• Just a River
• Kadath Opened
• Masquerade Of Sickness (the Eve Of Reckoning)
• Nemesis
• Night On Earth
• Oceans
• Part Iii: Nether Seas Boiling
• Phantasm And Evenfall
• Phosphor
• Scions Of The Blackened Soil
• September & The One
• Serpent Tongues
• Sinbred City
• Snowfall
• The Awakening
• The Last Dance Of Sarnath
• The Room Of Paintings
• The Wail Of The Tartarean Wells
• Throes Matrix
• Watchtower Son (lemurian Guard)
• When Aldebaran Is Visible
• Wrathcast