1349 necronatalenheten lyrics

Welcome to where the dead things are

Flesh fresh from the womb

Still warm, still kicking, still life..

The grief in the eyes of those who remain



Nekionatalenheten

-the shadow of death is filling the room

Nekionatalenheten

-where the voice of life is put to sleep

Nekionatalenheten

-the sun must pass the darkness rules

Nekionatalenheten

-where the angel of death claims its sacrifices



Nekionatalenheten

-an institution of death

Nekionatalenheten

-no life here only death is real

Nekionatalenheten

-feeling no presence only the stench of death

Nekionatalenheten

-no escaping by life only by death



As the new-born, still-born is put away

7 babies for the beast

dissecting, selecting the best pieces



Boiling the fat away 

Gleaming bones in disturbing shapes

I shape with henzied precision

Hungering for perfection



I create

Science and madness

I reveal

The secrets of the flesh.