Born of woes
And winters breath
Although I have retraced my steps
My journey home
All failed attempts
Winters cold caress
Reaches through chest
How's of wounded beast who welcome death
Allow me no renewal with rest
Ritual incantations repeat in my head
Feast on my flesh
The end is nigh feast of my flesh this miserable night
Feast on my flesh the end is night
Feast on my fleas this miserable night
My reflection visible in its eyes
Black as night
Pale moon light shines suspend high
Conjure shadows whom distort all sight
Now my eyes make sense of what they've seen
Wretched
Wailing
It spoke out to me
My allegiance resides
With thee
Death destruction greed
I feel no loved ones touch
I fear no gods above
I devour life in raw bloody chunks
Over runneth my cup
Twitching tongues will lap up the blood
Over runneth my cup
All will drown in the flood