Myrkskog

Over The Gore

Myrkskog


Clench my first, hatred is steaming, a stroke at you face,
Useless and bleeding
As hand from the sky, i strike you down, i am god!
Control of your destiny
You bleed, i slit your throat, in blood you will drown as i crack the bones,
With hammersledge i crushed your skull, what was your last sight?
The hammer that smoothered you!
Over the gore!
I was your last sight!
The god who had woundead you!
Thought the air the sledgehammer swings. upon your chest, bones will
Collapse.
Blood soaked into the ground, i disgust of the mud you have left over;
I scream as i sledge you to the ground, ultimate penetration,
I feel so alive! the violence i put you through. over the gore!
I feel so alive!
The violence i put you through
Over the gore!
I felt so alive as the hammer penetrated you,
I stand above and look down at you!
I am the god; who woundead you?
I stand upon and look down on you!
I am the beast; that murdered you!
I feel so aljve!
The violence i put you through
I am over the gore!!!!!

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