Tribe Of The Glutinous Tissue

Look into the life, tissue is working

Glutinous carrion creats a tribe

Lord of plasm build the kingdom

Spit out your soul on the bloody cross

Hard to digest, a while of silence

You're bleeding glutinous dose

Like a priest you're praying

Breathless, new dead life

Lord of plasm, lord of tribe

the sign of sweet suffering

Save your mind, hide yourself

in the dead place with a chance to survive

Piercing scream from your trachea

Suicidal cry of the rotten flesh

Deadly pain, buring veins

Glutinous ghost takes your soul

Tribe of the glutinous tissue

It's no fun being lord of plasm

Tribe of the glutinous tissue

It's no fun being hard to digest