| Song | Flesh Festival |
| Artist | Demiurg |
| Album | Breath Of The Demiurg |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| What's dead should dead still be not breeding the soil | |
| Commanding spineless beings to do its abhorrent bidding | |
| At the flesh festival, where death and vermin breed | |
| Soulless creatures at the beck and call of filth | |
| Atrocious are the caverns where souls and maggots merge | |
| A swarming pool of wet the breeding ground of death | |
| Not still as the dust but crawling with sickened lust | |
| Creations subterranean awaiting the end of man | |
| Rising from the filth to enthrone their sickened reign |