Ophidian Memory - Hunger of Your Deceased Deity Lyrics

Let them find their temples
And believe their truths
The live skinned are walking
Through fields of salt and clay
Their stench of ripeness reeks throughout the air
While perched on the cliff side
I thought I sensed it true
The gleam of polished stone hiding beneath my meal
I'll clean this mess
Swallowing the bones
Of travelers in duress
For they don't yet know
The fauna is obsessed
With human flesh
Our cravings wait
In valleys lined with skeletons
Left lonely in disgrace
At night
I strike
Under first sight of
Moon light
The terror
I bring forth
Is just a haunting prelude
To The hunger of your deceased deity
The years have not been kind
They starve me 'til the tithe
Left stranded in a desolate divide
In return For control of my own fortress haven
Demoralize
I slice the herd in two
Send one half to you
To share our plunder
Left with no choice
But instant death or patient suffering
Towards a soulless corpse
That heeds my word
They'll heed our words
Eat the strong and
Wills will fold
The first course has been served
The rest will live until they burn
The hunger of your deceased deity