An ominous disembowelment... The soothslayer is blinded, such is fate; Abomination to damn the eyes... For the righteous, a test of faith. "We thank
Late last night at rest with my mate I'm visited by a victim of hate A spectoral group, yet they're one and the same They would never live Nor would they
Matriarchal piety disturbed at their Vespers. Sisterly society feels the stifling whispers... Anger of the dead-at-sea denied proper Interment, Dumped
Out of focus Need to get a grip So you don't slip Into the realm Of lifelessness As you crawl through The debris of the past Feebly arise to one knee
Travelling through the veins of prior existance Only to realize you've lost your bearings Dragged beyond human receptiveness Surrounded, reach for the
You're not emoting: one of us will have to dig deeper; These are my cheek nails: Penetration, though unclean, can make you bleed in so many interesting
Ungentle exhumation Must be thorough, remove it all Catalogue every part, Then rape them and eat them How dare them bury what should be mine My
imagine every living thing forever accompanied by an alter dimensional being phantom pain brought on by the wounding of each individual's extracorporeal
Sodom precise, burn the man A promise of scorching We hold a torch to the sun Flame to the surface We hold a torch to the sun Flame to the surface Cruddy
Our lady of seven sorrows, Mother of mourning, precious lich... A white horse found your grave, Then it was beheaded. The funeral goat's semen Annoints
Sextons of the churchyard Have seen unblessed things; Ground no longer hallowed Has sprouted new graves. Descendants of clan That unsurped maternity
Battle through with Expertise and strength Friendly fire, napalmed Burning, blackened blood Jesus lovers renege on Promises of removal Nobody there ever
I've learned to control my thoughts ever since I recognized the first eavesdropper: those who listen in on my thoughts, my logic, my sanity I cannot
You have sinned. You will die... You will be absorbed. No more god, Safe at last... Embrace the abyss. The dark is warm, Comforting... Welcome to the
In the kitchen With a screaming triple amputee... Its completion depends solely On my needs... Said amputee's stumps Are my way of saying... "Thank you
Abobinated, tiny god of mine Overseeing my rest, my lust, my life Torched in hatred Loved in Horror sublime Almost formless Darkened, and yet you
Something's come over me... I can't bear to see you live Between lies, between sins that bespeak iniquity I just want to hold your pretty hand The
Apprenticeship to my duty Learner of a higher magnitude A scholar at producing pain Don't forget to include A masters in brutality Enjoy to be, my next
