I am alone Killing my thoughts of outcome
Delusional virus of God On the verge of extinction
Inwardly caged Empty in silence Offering to the
suicide king Leaving the misery of God A storm of
swords to end my life (Take me) A storm of swords
to end it all (Drown me) Lacersations from the sky
to baptize my soul one last time Rising from these
seas of boiling blood (My own blood) Torn from
this birthed tomb that had no bearing on your
choices Still the dove of peace can not justify
the bearing of the wounds of Christ The blade of
release Uplifting in belief Eyes opening to black
Reforming of this afterlife This flame to
resurrect Following my own will Holding the blade
to chest Escape from this scream of conjuring
Inhaling the blaze of forgotten fire Scorching new
blood to black Through the center of the rotting
sun The sick angel with razors for wings Resurrect
me and offer me to suicide again Faceless king
engulfs me in freedom A Venus of horror made
imperial Lay me back to soak my head in pure blood
Bleeding from my wrist...this stream of
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this surgery of the lifeless Six - Sacraments of
anguish and deceit Six - Shadows of baphomets
horns Six - Fatherless bastards of grief
Birthright of the damned We praise our soulds
descent Bleeding like a cold river into eternal
damnation These lacerations entwined (for) an
alliance of the blind drink deep of desecration A
murderous praise I vomit upon the holy altar Hooks
of the embraced hang from the heavens Sucking the
endeavors of pain Bleeding life from the lifeless
As I soar on the tempests sharp wings Trading
layers of flesh during intercourse Orgasm found in
asphyxiation while losing life Tubes pumping fluid
of evolution into a mutation for the birthing of
the jackal Rising from these seas of my own blood
As man's outer frame constricts with metal and
tissue A scaffold of torture to be raised as an
altar These interpretations of the surgical
testament Lyin g naked licking these wounds of
humiliation