One destination
One right
Slowly departing towards the embracing hands of the Father of infinity
His hands, grasping at the throat of the existence which is craved to be left
Acquisitive yet reassuring, his grip guides to delivery
To be reborn is no option
Unless at the other side of life
The embodiment of my presence meets the insignificant nature of being
We are nothing
Reduced to the ashes of an unforgiving life
And blown away by the breath of our own demise
My awakening, enlightened by the flames and the warmth of virgin generosity
The long expected bliss I choose
Absorbing death
Once landed in the haven, now known as the welcoming home of the accursed
Mortal commandments abrogated
This transition to exhilaration and endless euphoria
The activation of new senses
The beginning of making sense
Wise and fierce a new killing spree I lead
Ferocious recruiting, spreading wisdom amongst the weak
Infernal strength generated out of hate for the human breed
Supreme eradicators scouting allies and fresh meat
Dying preys will see no more but a glimpse of our burnt faces
As they are willingly agreeing to be scorched towards inferno
Their annihilation - imminent and imperative
One destination
One right
As the wretched yearn for my clenching hands
I commence to transform into Father Death