Lyrics by Samael Cooper, Studios X308. Music by Noiseverb. Light of Satan Productions.
In the realm of pain where shadows coil, A tale unfolds, a journey through turmoil. Cystoscopy, the rite of torment begins, A blackened song, where agony grins.
The sterile chamber, a throne of dread, Instruments gleam, cold as the dead. A tormentor in white, the healer in guise, In the depths of agony, the soul writhes.
A catheter's kiss, a dagger of despair, Piercing the sanctum, a journey to the lair. Echoes of anguish, through chambers resonate, Cystoscopy, the ritual, a cruel twist of fate.
Visions of torment, on the screen they dance, A twisted ballet, a painful trance. The scope delves deep, where shadows writhe, In the corridors of pain, where demons thrive.
The wails of the wounded, a symphony dire, Cystoscopy's grip, a relentless pyre. A malevolent dance in the realm of hurt, A cacophony of suffering, where darkness asserts.
In the hollow chambers, the echoes persist, Cystoscopy's grasp, a relentless twist. The pain, a blackened crown on the soul, In the void of agony, where shadows enroll.
As the ordeal unfolds, a black metal hymn, Cystoscopy, the torment, the shadows within. Through the corridors of pain, the echoes resound, A darkened ballad, where suffering is crowned.
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