Eerie and cold lays the day,
awaken in this suffocating mist
To step outside and fall prey,
to that which hunts in this place

Lingering dreams from centuries past,
this place is old
Ruins and concrete silos,
harbor the dead inside

A voyage into pandemonium...
This world hung from chains,
and whipped into submission

Reality a mere fasade,
to cover the machinery that breathes

Slakthus Gamleby,
welcome in to experience flesh
A new way of living,
stripped from flesh and bleeding out