Welcome to my church

Before your funeral and
your coffin is closed
Before your buried and
your flesh turns cold
Before your covered with
the last shower of dirt...
Be sure you are really dead

Benvenuti nel mio spazio extra-terreno. Apro le danze in una gelida ma calorosa notte. I fuochi fatui ascoltano le mie litanie e in sottofondo l'amico della fila 17 ascolta i Suffocation

Decree of my darkest dreams.
Memories of my future.
Welcome to my church.