Now die
Filth
Then bend the knee
I will bind your, essence
To this corpse
Your prime directive
To serve me
My child
So violent yet sweet
I plan to polymerise
Your flesh and bone
With fire and void
To best serve me
My goal is to dominate
Infecting all sovereignty
And then liquidate
Relinquish all control to me
And unto me
Your fealty will hence, create
Putrescent storms
Of sinew and fury
By means you will not foresee
Your death the catalyst, for greater change
An inherent disease
In your frame we shall negate
With greater men amalgamate
Dreams they haunt me
Limp lilly white neck of the dead
And the limbs of a crim will do nicely
Through my failings ne wrought
A sickly sight
A ghastly blight this night!
A stitch in time
Will desecrate
Not save nine
Sewn limb from limb at one free from sin
Encapsulated my vision
Though these torturous figures now haunt my volition
I dare not deny the artist inside
Though acting out god was the sum of my life
My offerings done
Lump of flesh now a son
I stitched between dusk and dominion of night
If I cannot inspire love I'll cause fear
There is something at work
In my soul which I cannot hear
Now I breathe life to your carcass
You'll act on your will
But you'll enforce your fathers law
All hail Ava Santana's
Now guided by the defilers hand
His blackened speech
Will scribe our fates in blood
It's alive
As its screams of anguish echo forth
In torment life extinguished
Cracks of thunder split the sky
As timber flamed so high above
Afflicted
Yet conflicted
With this heinous task at hand
Forever in the dark
I honed my craft to exceed
My blackest hearts desire
Is my spawn to proceed
And drown this wretched world in fire
Driven by his love for me
A beast that won't relent or ever tire
Now drown in this
Foul metropolis
A pen for cattle dressed as a dystopian maze
The avatar of sodom incarnate
An ode to the ending of days
Dreams they haunt me
Limp lilly white neck of the dead
And the limbs of a crim will do nicely
Through my failings ne wrought
A sickly sight
A ghastly blight this night!
A stitch in time
Will desecrate
Not save nine
Sewn limb from limb at one free from sin
Encapsulated my vision
Though these torturous figures now haunt my volition
I dare not deny the artist inside
Though acting out god was the sum of my life
My offerings done
Lump of flesh now a son
I stitched between dusk and dominion of night
Now
That we're bound
By our hearts
I've stitched our sins
And our hopes and flaws together
We are but one and the same
We are but one and the same
We are but one and the same
If I cannot inspire love, I'll cause fear
There is something at work
In my soul which I cannot hear
Now I breathe life to your carcass
You'll act on your will
But you'll enforce your fathers law
All hail Ava Santana's
Now guided by the defilers hand
His blackened speech
Will scribe our fates in blood