Sanoja: Godflesh. Streetcleaner. Locust Furnace.

The earth, Froze up
One dead, Pale world
And you'll swing, From the reaping hook
And you'll die, By a reaping hook

Locust, Locust
Furnace, Furnace

Corruption, In the goat herd
Flesh crumbles, In the real world


Silence
Barren
My furnace
Appealed
The locust furnace

Earth, Earth
Furnace, Furnace...