| Song | All That Is Flesh |
| Artist | Disfiguring The Goddess |
| Album | Black Earth Child |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:19.731] | Hills are quite |
| [00:22.513] | Towns filled with innocence |
| [00:25.231] | Sun dies behind the mountain |
| [00:29.739] | The deep ones from the corners of the room expand their arms, dangled and frail |
| [00:43.591] | The voice cryptic with three times the tone of a human |
| [00:54.954] | Fear injects the mind |
| [00:57.875] | All that is fresh |
| [00:59.916] | Fear injects the mind |
| [01:02.475] | All that is flesh |
| [01:04.939] | Rows of spines are starting to move |
| [01:10.192] | Arms of the kings are proud again, we are plunged into a reality of terror and everlasting night |
| [01:46.199] | Laughter heard from the sky |
| [02:24.595] | Tomb of our queen, broken |
| [02:27.413] | Our jackal in sight |
| [02:30.918] | The deep ones from the corners of the room expand their arms, dangled and frail |
| [02:40.949] | The voice cryptic with three times the tone of a human |
| [02:56.333] | They repeat to me one last final word ‘quite’ |
| [00:19.731] | Hills are quite |
| [00:22.513] | Towns filled with innocence |
| [00:25.231] | Sun dies behind the mountain |
| [00:29.739] | The deep ones from the corners of the room expand their arms, dangled and frail |
| [00:43.591] | The voice cryptic with three times the tone of a human |
| [00:54.954] | Fear injects the mind |
| [00:57.875] | All that is fresh |
| [00:59.916] | Fear injects the mind |
| [01:02.475] | All that is flesh |
| [01:04.939] | Rows of spines are starting to move |
| [01:10.192] | Arms of the kings are proud again, we are plunged into a reality of terror and everlasting night |
| [01:46.199] | Laughter heard from the sky |
| [02:24.595] | Tomb of our queen, broken |
| [02:27.413] | Our jackal in sight |
| [02:30.918] | The deep ones from the corners of the room expand their arms, dangled and frail |
| [02:40.949] | The voice cryptic with three times the tone of a human |
| [02:56.333] | They repeat to me one last final word ' quite' |
| [00:19.731] | Hills are quite |
| [00:22.513] | Towns filled with innocence |
| [00:25.231] | Sun dies behind the mountain |
| [00:29.739] | The deep ones from the corners of the room expand their arms, dangled and frail |
| [00:43.591] | The voice cryptic with three times the tone of a human |
| [00:54.954] | Fear injects the mind |
| [00:57.875] | All that is fresh |
| [00:59.916] | Fear injects the mind |
| [01:02.475] | All that is flesh |
| [01:04.939] | Rows of spines are starting to move |
| [01:10.192] | Arms of the kings are proud again, we are plunged into a reality of terror and everlasting night |
| [01:46.199] | Laughter heard from the sky |
| [02:24.595] | Tomb of our queen, broken |
| [02:27.413] | Our jackal in sight |
| [02:30.918] | The deep ones from the corners of the room expand their arms, dangled and frail |
| [02:40.949] | The voice cryptic with three times the tone of a human |
| [02:56.333] | They repeat to me one last final word ' quite' |