Song Lyrics

Thirsting, waiting -I drank a sulphur feast.
Then, silently In an instant. Your flesh become me
And I was forlorn.
My grave rose to the west
For centuries long forgotten,
Relentless as the hungry gates of dawn.
And there, admist the rubble
Of stones and eartly flesh,
I laughed and served a sulphur feast.
And still it haunts me
Drunk, with power
I striked at the sun,
Engulfed, fiery instant
Gobbing, gobbing
I devoured the stars,
My inuverse torn asunder.
Then, as dusk unrawelled
The brittle of my bones,
A shredded mould of obelisques groutesqe.
I strive beneath the essence
Derived from mortal men.
Caught between two paralells of death.
Thirsting, waiting -I sailed a sulphur sea,
Of putrid furios flesh, A parody of feasting fools
Where prophets and madmen, Walk hand in hand.

Amund Svensson, Jamie Stinson

The duration of The Sulphur Feast is 4:10 minutes and seconds.