Lyrics Rotting Christ

Rotting Christ

The Fifth Illusion

Excavate the ancient tomp

Expansion of my doom

Converge to the empty coffin

A kingdom under catacomb

Furrowed background

Self - Abnegation

And a flute to paint the atmosphere

The fifth illusion

Self delusion of reality

The fifth illusion

Prison warder for your dreams

A kingdom under catacomb

Furrowed background

Neutralize your fantasy

Banishment

Spiritual abusement

His excellence

The fifth illusion

Self delusion of reality

The fifth illusion

Prison warder for your dreams