Genre: Technical Death Metal

I recognize a blueprint for madmen has been inked
Inked within the skin of myself
They've planted seeds and have been sewn into buried monuments
They're entombed doomsday vaults resembling monstrous coffins
mind bending experimentation to reshape my everyday consumption
they can see through the cracks
To inject the soil in which I stand
It perverts that of which I bloom
Disease slumbers within the earth
Blooming gardens of slaughter