Rivers of blood flowing
Corpses hanging high
This is the temple of suicide
Where the death dwells
Feel the putrid stench
Of the pile of corpses lying everywhere
Smell of blood
Smell of vomit
Bleed yourself dry, bleed yourself dry for it
Proceed to cut your flesh
Proceed to kill yourself
The souls gathered at the temple
Are commanding your death
Throw the offerings into the fire
Feed the souls's lust and desire
Torment your last seconds of life
Temple of suicide is at your sight
At the end of your life, welcome to eternal doom
Lucifer smiles, you're lying at his feet
The temple where the souls start to roam
Forever rotten, your soul here is not free
Culinary-themed melodic death metal outfit cook up a smorgasbord of fierce solos, tight percussion, and cheeky, foodie-approved screeds. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 11, 2024