The womb of dispair bleeding, infested gestation
Fatal penetration, master's punishment
Nailed, impaled formed as one guttural disgust

Umbilical cord filled with the venomous poison
Feeding the dead

One black hole of malice
Thousand knifes surrounding you
waiting for the kill

Feed it to the snakes
The gates of suffering are opened
Free yourself from the abolishing chains

It is born and it's bound to sodomize

Would you have mercy for your own God? Or
please yourself on the sweetness of
cruelty?

Would you spare Him if you had control?
Or purify your own actions with your claws?

I begged to see this dramatic display of decadence
Collection of echoes sank into the wound
Decorated with silence and suffocate in
its innocence

Separation of the infested unwanted offspring
and it's creator of all Evil
Staind with unconditional violence
Marks of obscured acts