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Sepsis Lyrics
On the eve of the great unraveling, I took the long way home
Sickness clouded the night air, along the darkened road
New baseline insanity
Racing the engines of conformity
Holy Mother Death, rising up from Mexico
To cast her rictus grin across the wilted amber waves below
Holy Mother Death, walk with me into the night
Far too strange to be estranged
Terror sweeps the fruited plain
But, I was born undead and given to offense
Coffin nails and graveyard dust, to curse the populists
Caustic, anodyne
Caustic, anodyne
Caustic, anodyne
Caustic, anodyne
Stitched together, strung with a kevlar thread
Sneaks the reaper, a hooked blade across your neck
Smoke bathing, death's head
Silver turns to lead
Sneaks the reaper
Stolen flowers of the state, devotion to a hidden saint
Dead and hanging upside down, destruction of your holy ground
Calling me to take it, then to raze it
I will burn you out
The reign of death begins
You're all in a cult
A fucking death cult
And I venerate your end
Muerte
Muerte
Sickness clouded the night air, along the darkened road
Racing the engines of conformity
To cast her rictus grin across the wilted amber waves below
Holy Mother Death, walk with me into the night
Terror sweeps the fruited plain
But, I was born undead and given to offense
Coffin nails and graveyard dust, to curse the populists
Caustic, anodyne
Caustic, anodyne
Caustic, anodyne
Sneaks the reaper, a hooked blade across your neck
Smoke bathing, death's head
Silver turns to lead
Sneaks the reaper
Dead and hanging upside down, destruction of your holy ground
Calling me to take it, then to raze it
I will burn you out
You're all in a cult
A fucking death cult
And I venerate your end
Muerte
Muerte
Song Info
Copyright
Lyrics © Sony/atv Music Publishing Llc
Writer
David Randall Blythe, John Campbell, Mark Morton, William Adler
Duration
3:39
Submitted by
eternaltearsofsorrow On Oct 06, 2025
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This track is a tribute to the band’s early influences, particularly the underground scene of their hometown of Richmond, Virginia, which inspired their formative years as Burn the Priest. The lyrics explore themes of struggle and resilience, with the term “Sepsis” likely referring to a life-threatening infection that can be metaphorical for the internal or societal “infection” the band faced in their early days.