Tyrant of the pigs He who fucked his own mother A crown made from twigs Told by god to kill his own brother Poisoning the masses with lies Poisoning the masses with lies I see Satan more clearly Since I was shown the meaning of life Constructed blood oath black wizardry Murder the sleeping babe in the stye I have no need for the implicit artifice Flames catch as I graze through your fields Existential Ravaging madness Feel the frost in the wind as I block the sun Christ never rose Just a figment of your imagination Holocaust of Shakespearean Prose Fuck your cultural appropriation Canvas portrait drawn from humiliation Shitting blood on clean toes Outpouring of the guilt dividend Wretched flesh and fractured bones How could you believe you were ever forgiven?