my church.

Sodomize my cross for it now marks your existence.
Dismissal of lucivity, consume my body and blood.
Supplicate for death, obscurity condemns the structure.
Spectral abominations, the gathering of souls.

Befall the rise of inhumanity.

Returned to a land you've never been.
You kill again for the first time.
Recollections of what never was.

Decree of my darkest dreams.
Memories of my future.
Welcome to my church.

I am your savior.
Shapeless to your perception.
For I am you, pierced from within.

Pierced from within.


2. Thrones Of Blood

The thought of killing entered my mind some time ago.
What possesses an individual to kill.
I have often pondered the thought.
Time and time again.
Now it's clear to me.

They want me to be part of this world they have created.
I say fuck you.
Don't tell me how to live.

Maybe if I eliminate the people.
Who fit this so - called mold.
My pain will finally be released.
And my mind free of thought.

The ax struck hard and fast.
Splitting the skull in two.
She fell instantly.
The blood spewed.
From where her head used to be.
I then struck another blow.

Only the lives of others.
Can quench my harsh reality.

I received much excitement.
From these two blows.
I must continue to strike her corpse.
Once again I brought the tool of my trade.

I proceeded to hack several more times.
A pile of flesh now lies before me.

Unrelenting need to fulfill my lust for death.
I must purge the world of it's filth.

Disorder scars my mind.
With killing fascination.
My tasks are far from done.
Everything must die.


3. Depths Of Depravity

Why do you torment me?
You make me hate my existence.
You will soon surpass your own fucking life.
Now the time has come for you to see your death.
I cut your flesh.
I receive much pleasure.

As you start to bleed.
I no longer control my urges.
The feeling is so complete.
I'm finally at one with myself.

Now that I control the rest of your existence.
How does it feel to be in pain and misery.
For many years you made me feel that way.
I praised you for so long.
I'm now your God.

I cannot control my urges.
Now I must take my revenge.
I slice at you.
You begin to die.

The pleasure was all yours.
To have the strength to leave and not look back.
To give up completely.
No more will to survive.

Now that all is done.
My completed masterpiece.
This sinful life of mine.
Will not go to waste.
The pleasure's all mine.

To have taken your mortal life.
I am what you created.
To inflict my own pain and misery.

You manipulated my mind.
Filled it with your lies.
Feasted on my soul.
Destroyed my will.
Now there's nothing.
No reason for reason.
Now I must take life.
To repent my sins.


4. Suspended in Tribulation

Reality suspends my present life.
Curious thoughts, I confront my mortality.
Uncertain to the laws of the unknown.
I have no fear in facing trials of the mind one by one.
Sifting through ossuaries of creation.
Looking for a worth, is existence pointless?
Perceptive to the truth, I never may return.
Resistance falling short, I sever all my ties one by one.

Vanish into the unseen origins of infinity.
A pleasant swim in the seas of dormant ecstacy.
A state of being I could spend with all of eternity.
Suspended above the remains of what I used to be.

I can see things not capable of imagining.
The explanation of my mind has progressed me endlessly.
Things that once were illusions have become reality.
I perceive now what was never clear to me.

Unwelcomed kind.
No way to overcome, I'm disadvantaged prey.
My way back has been erased.

Torn from my bliss.
No longer bound in flesh, a dismembered soul.
Helpless to what I can't see.

Unwelcomed kind.
No way to overcome, a disembodied soul.
My way back has been erased.

I must focus on what I can't see.
Things done to me, I cannot explain.
Falling further from myself.
To give in would end all my pain.
Subconscious misery placed unto me.

Is their meaning to this life?
To break away transparent light.
The end is clearer.
Pass through the mirror.
I fade into the sky.

Hanging in the balance.
Drowning in the afterlife.


5. Torn Into Enthrallment

Brain patterns altered since birth.
To serve the higher cause.
Pawns of twisted vision.
Manipulate to do thy bidding.

It is easy for them.
To control us this way.
To think is obsolete.
Therefore no way to question their rule.

A mindless, lifeless zombie.
To walk the rest of it's days.
There's only one law to serve them.
All else results in termination.
Breeding is done by means of test tubes.

It seems strange to me to end up this way.
Torn from my state of being.
Stripped of all my worth.

I can no longer feel what is being done to be.

I have awakened.
Yet cannot move.
Paralysis has stricken me.

I pray for death.
I cannot speak.
Enslavement now possesses me.

Bleed, bleed.
You scream at me.
Draining.
Worthless is my soul you say.
You feed the lie.
The collapse my will.
Feed, feed.
On what's left of me.
Eating away at a life I once lived.

You left me in your wake.
Or so you think.
Vigilant in your plans to deny.
You will not overtake.
To win the stakes.
I will not cower to your lies.
Your foolish greedy mind.
Is filled with selfish pride.
It will bring you to your knees.
Flailing in the cess.
This convoluted mess.
The origin of your disease.


6. The Invoking

The world in which we live has been plagued by the essance of the
beast.
Murdering had become a daily ritual.
The able - bodied minds of the world try to solve the problems.
With their pathetic solutions.
As long as the underworld has the upperhand, nothing will be solved.

I believe that which has been done to you should be done to others.
Kill the man who invades your world.
Violent acts of nature.
Have uplifted the roots of the earth.

Disasters which have not been seen for decades.
Have surfaced to a place which one was free of woe.
It's now filled with death and killing.
There is no cure.

We will soon be punished for what we have done.
I await the moment, I am prepared.

There will come a time in life to take control.
To protect thyself and my own.
I will kill if need be.

Society feeds on each other as prey.
I will not become a victim, rather a predator if needed.
Human life means little, little to me.

If you lash at me you have chosen your fate.
Life as you know will cease to exist.


7. Synthetically Revived

Chemicals revive my life, reanimated, brought back again.
My diametrical state has assured me eternal life.

Serum no longer fluid.
Respritoral terminus.
Artificial resurrection.
Dosage inefficiency.

Potency too weak to perfect.
Cartilage reaching gelency.
Misconception of technology.

Unknown duration to live.
Decadence, your state of being.
Putrification progresses.
Subside.

Bones that collapse in time will heal.
Brain patterns submerged in unconsciousness.
Only to be awakened by the peroneal senses.
To see once again, to be reborn.

Needles perforate my neck.
Cyanide smothers my existence.
My torso lies raped of essence.
Impotent state.
I cease to exist.
As my former self.
Synthetically revived.


8. Brood Of Hatred

Shapeless beings of unknown origin.
Scanning the cosmic blackened abyss.
Planting the seed of their horror and hatred.

Mankind was created to be violent and sick.

Feasting on the screams of the pain we inflict.
Led down the path of our own extermination.

They plant a device to watch us all.
To see the way we will evolve.

Tampering with the subconscious.
They hold our fate.
Twisting the minds of the people.
With whom they create.
Breeding our lives with insanity.
To purge my spirit's enslavery.
They're feeding off of our hatred.
They will then devour.

Withdraw our life's blood from within us.
To reproduce their own kind.

Infant of theirs to vanquish life.
The brood of hatred now swells within.

Screaming.
Your lives begin to decimate.
Pleading.
Provoking horror, dealing our fate.

Put here only to replenish the substance.
In which they need.
And now you see all hope is lost and gone.
To reveal reincarnation.


9. Breeding The Spawn

Eulogy inscribed in the scrolls of humanity.
Ancient scriptures of predicted demise.
A world encased in the womb of it's ignorance.
Extinction will be swift, relentless butchery.

The structure collapses, spewing forth mutation.
Plague bathes the earth from infected skies.
Chaotic saturation into the pores of existence.
Breeding the spawn.
Effigy awake in it's mummified region.
Silent tombs concealed from the light.
Grueling afterlife christened by their deaths.
Malignant offspring of decrepit birth.

Impurity of souls.

Visions of the agony tightly close the weeping sky.
Spirits ty feeds on eachinvert the earth unfertile.
Anxiously await reprisal for the deprived life.
Horrifying rituals of unorthodox intelligence.

Premature suffering from within their charred domain.
Altering the promises of peaceful rest and afterlife.
Hideous denial of a once forgotten life.

Ascending messiah.
Conqueror of the apocalypse.

Divine majesty.
Giver of supreme entity.

Churches rise from disturbed grounds.
Symphony of depression purifies.
All will be altered.
The dead choir will sing.
Hymns of blasphemous irreverence.