Thronged
Herded as cattle, and so unsuspecting
Yet volatile

Blind and deluded you prattle
Calling forth the demon
Summon your king

A horror on wings

Primed for the slaughter


Oh, how you toil
While precious walls are breaking

Your lies unspoiled
Your souls mine for the taking


And while you grope in the dark
I will walk in your midst
Poisoned sting at the ready

And there will be no awakening

Rise, minions

From venom reborn
She'd your innocence
Let the massacre commence


A simple ascent
Luring in the hapless to turn on themselves

Death in the air
You fall
Like raving fiends, you murder your own

Humans will be humans
When caught in my mare


But the worst is yet to come
As your mindless spree continues
I prepare to deliver the master stroke

Your gods, your progenies
Your guardian angels unguarded
As I approach the inner sanctum

In treachery cloaked

Unseeing offspring of sanctimonious bigotry

Here is my gift to you
My procreation in visceral blasphemy


Receive my seed
Slowly to incubate
Deep gorging into oblivion

As your doom is plunged into your flesh

As they trickle down

Drip, drip, drip, one by one
A living, breathing feast awaits my spawn
The longer you live

The stronger they'll become inside you
Ah, look at them writhe, my little ones


And you will call me your god
Begging me to deliverance from your sins
And you won't even know

Until they eat through your skin