Altars of filth
shrines of sin
the whoring angel
standing tall
With violent craving penetrate the flesh
with urges untold, pierce the soul
driven like a nail through your dreams
where you exist, is where the pain lives
Divine, covetous
deviate being
outrageous, lustful
rise from the shroud
What heaven forbid, is what I claim
unshameful, godless creatures
infiltrate my being
Savage desires burn with strength
unstoppable
Take over my body
My wrath is awakened,
and soon to be killing
hateful seed,
spawn of the suffering
the righteous ones
witness their own torment
as the scythe is wielding
