Spawn of the Suffering

Altars of filth

shrines of sin

the whoring angel

standing tall

With violent craving penetrate the flesh

with urges untold, pierce the soul

driven like a nail through your dreams

where you exist, is where the pain lives

Divine, covetous

deviate being

outrageous, lustful

rise from the shroud

What heaven forbid, is what I claim

unshameful, godless creatures

infiltrate my being

Savage desires burn with strength

unstoppable

Take over my body

My wrath is awakened,

and soon to be killing

hateful seed,

spawn of the suffering

the righteous ones

witness their own torment

as the scythe is wielding