A state of perfection, immersed in filth 
Equilibrium obtained 
Pure in devotion to all things unwell 
This sweet zen of our ill condition sustained 

A new belief-system 
Salvation found in vomit and blood 
Where depravation, lies, 
Corruption, war and pain is god 

Balance 
Harmony found in the sickly, the vile 
Unflinching eyes, joyous and gleeming 
Intense in their need to watch things die 

A new belief-system 
Salvation found in vomit and blood 
Where depravation, lies, 
Corruption, war and pain is god 

Decay, disgrace, disgust - our state of zen 

The grime of contempt and degeneration, 
Sticky, foul and pungent 
- The sediment of our creation 
We flourish in this bloodred soil