The Dead entombed in ice, tears frozen to their eyes
This is their price, for betrayal in life
Still alive in Hell
His body lives above, below resides his soul
Just an empty shell, a demon in control
Still alive, his soul fell Into the frozen tears of Dis, that form the Cocytus
Bloody tears weeping, forever freezing
Witness the cruelty, walled in a cell to starve
His children perished too, he will be avenged
Teeth gnash at the skin
Horribly twisted, attached at the head
Gnawing on his scalp, feasting on the Dead
Entwined as one In the frozen tears of Dis, that form the Cocytus
Bloody tears weeping, forever freezing
Three mouths, chewing on the Dead, tearing them apart
Six eyes, weep frothy blood, drips down his chins
Forms a, river called, Cocytus
Bat wings, stirring the air, freezing his tears
Satan, fell from above, and landed here
To rule, The Ninth Circle, and those above
His legs, encased in stone, arms in the ice
Rules from, his icy throne, his own prison
Three mouths, chewing on the Dead, tearing them apart
Six eyes, weep frothy blood, drips down his chins
Forms a river called Cocytus
Bat wings, stirring the air, freezing his tears
As scalding as hot lava, the latest from French group Non Serviam collides black metal brutality with industrial grind. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 3, 2023