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"My Hell is made for 1, So why the Hell do you want in?" Abandoned at birth rights, cast away
As the death cold winter, mocks a nightingale
Sweet not is the blanket of ash which engulfs
And burns black as coal, my soul
Now I prowl, killing mothers of another
Those bitches ripping stitches from our souls
Abusing the, non-choosing of wrong fathers
Seeking bastards not yet plastered but still run cold
Fostering, the mastering of morbid pleasure
Carnival creations hexing nations and towns
Being sicker, than the wicker men among us
Eating vaginal pleasure unveiled from gowns
Grant thee a rose of coats of blood from gods known by a hymn
A chain composed of wine red roses, 1 for each victim!
Know me as the death lord forever damned
A creature being of foul
Lord of the darkness and the king of all hells
Raised where madness was to prowl
I am the virgin cunt distortion
The dead raping its own
The ravaged wrist, masochist, new breed of perfect filth
To whom the light has been disowned
Burning light, with the blight from the wishing well
Building cults from the faults of malice
Possessing, the menacing of reckoning and all
Nice shit to be pitted at one another in reaper’s palace
Engraving now, onto faggot misbehaving cows
Sacrificed for in the eyes of blinded they are muck
Goodnight stars, for heaven seemed so far as hell
And all the while wearing a smile was a demon fuck
What is the purpose of rehearsing tragedy?
Can’t thou see we were never meant to be so blind?
But with the life comes the knife of the true
To beat all blue, black, dead as ash, all of a kind
So horrible, admirable, so now treble the trials
Of styles so green, unclean, but run sick
Desecrate and recreate a new and cruel
A redder dead and thick belief that all were meant to die!
Know me as the death lord forever damned
A creature being of foul
Lord of the darkness and the king of all hells
Raised where madness was to prowl
I am the virgin cunt distortion
The dead raping its own
The ravaged wrist, masochist, new breed of perfect filth
To whom the light has been disowned
To whom the light has been forever, yet never condoned
A dubbed creation destined for hell’s throne
Upon which the light has been disowned
Eternal suffering for a foul king
There shall never exist, a plague as true as I
Armageddon as a prequel to what I bring nigh
Such a devastation call now invasion upon this universe
Hold all prayers for your god; I carry him in my personal hearse
I am your curse!
Spilling shit, as that of waterfalls flowing of spit
From sluts who cannot take any more as whory as they are
The feces trail, trailing from the bodies lay impaled
I shall massacre even the dead as gory as they are
Where effigies are to bleed
Where sodomites use vampirism bites
Where dogs are too savage to tame
Tis where I roam so lone
And stay disdained, my pain
Never ending
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