1349 - Necronatalenheten lyrics

Welcome to where the dead things are Flesh fresh from the womb Still warm, still kicking, still life.. The grief in the eyes of those who remain Nekionatalenheten -the shadow of death is filling the room Nekionatalenheten -where the voice of life is put to sleep Nekionatalenheten -the sun must pass the darkness rules Nekionatalenheten -where the angel of death claims its sacrifices Nekionatalenheten -an institution of death Nekionatalenheten -no life here only death is real Nekionatalenheten -feeling no presence only the stench of death Nekionatalenheten -no escaping by life only by death As the new-born, still-born is put away 7 babies for the beast dissecting, selecting the best pieces Boiling the fat away Gleaming bones in disturbing shapes I shape with henzied precision Hungering for perfection I create Science and madness I reveal The secrets of the flesh.