Demon of the Nocturnal Bathe in my distress Drenched and soaked In sweet odored sweat Scattering doom Scattering my seed In your womb Endless moments of silence In this spectral chrysalis Concieved in metaphysical molestation My child, the stillborn to be Hagridden, by Mara Demon of the night Horrid fornication A harvesting mite Illusions, feeding on every pleasurable dream Lustful deceit Offored on it's knees Loss of perception and slowing of time Creation of death A conjuring divine Squeaming in guilt Drawn to the edge of insanity Please release me I did create all this Manifestation of death's purest bliss What is this thing that snuck up from behind Screaming with horror as I'm losing my mind ♪ A perfect product A picture of filthy lust The harvester decended And pleasure becomes Blood