Bastards of madness call out this prayer of vengeance speaking to enemies through these wounds of redemption tearing out their eyes with horror
behold this chosen new devise as the silence pleads this forgiveness a senseless begging for absolution upon this entrance into oblivion
this fallen angel of defiance, destitute to isolation hold tight to liberation, in the form of reprisal project of this restored frame, in these pain filled alterations this new threat of changing life restless in this completion
powerless you crawl like pigs soon to be slaughtered suckling to a faith that you avidly hoped would save you all these offerings will bring us our justice. for these years of diluted lies the answers to our freedom the answer to the death of gods
these hands held into the sky so the dark winds can taste the blood of murder
as the blackest hearts obey thoughts of evil deathlorn rites, endure the lust for revenge surrender the state of embracement and release this life from the dark interiors discomfort of this assisted torment is given in these regards
a scourge of awakening prisoned in the rites of blood bestowed with ancient plagues, we will forge a disease of rape upon your ideals within this lifeblood we will find the truths as blades slice open their necks the answers to our freedom the answer to the death of gods
once reconstructed the swarm will digest the souls of this imperfection sterilizing faith bringer has discharged this assembly of this damnation
burden me with your weak curse me with your sick in blood filled walls I lie confined carving out the blind eye of god