Paroles: Kataklysm. Shrine Of Life.

(Chapter 3 - Reborn Through Death)
Marching corpse to rise, I must fulfill my new destiny, crawlwalking =
from my suicide.
As I penetrate the exit of my home, my mother had a nervous =
breakdown and fell into a coma.
Outside my domain, I discover, that my dreaming abilities were my =
undead powers.
Casting a spell of no return, at the forgotten Isle, where lies the =
forbidden shrine.
Out of my tornado field near the sacred shrine, I climb the steps of =
knowledge.
Each step inflicts me terrible pain, decomposition of my soul as my =
innard organs rot away.
Flesh falling part by part, dematerialization.
In front of the pedestal, I open the golden book and some of my =
fingers fall off.
A bright radiance illuminated from the book, this gleam dissolves my =
eyes.
The pus flows on my cheeks, at this moment a voice says...

=B3What are thine purpose?=B2, as I answer one of my arms breaks into =
pieces.
=B3I am here...I want to repent myself, from my will of death=B2
=B3Art thou sure?=B2....YES!, then read aloud what is written.
I can=B9t, my eyes...I must concentrate...I see the chant of life, the =
mantra to reborn
Ahm...Mu...Hum...Cah...
VERAMOCOR!
Ahm...Mu...Hum...Cah...
Now I can hear thousands of lamenting damians around the sacred =
shrine.
Waiting for my soul to fall, my body cracks in two.
I keep my faith =8Ctill the end of the beginning.
As my torso of vomiting worms dies.
My brain explodes...my body is thrown in...
I=B9m alive...free to REBORN!