My sworn enemies upon whom I will tread With scorn and despise and disdain
Those worms are breeding in nests, and feeding from us Their shameful souls I will devour in pain Thirsty – blood spilt on my reign This world soaked with fear, demise The earth is covered in scars Desolation
I shall recognize each torn corpse immolated For I will decide a ritual knife Secretly severing every bone They shall become the square shaped sacrifice The flesh pyramid upon which I’ll call my new gods
Sacrifice – dead are piled Prepare and incision on the cervical vertebra Check the gusts – Check the stars Thrusting a nail through the ocular orbit Cross their arms – Wait the dawn Cut the third finger in the handoff the seventh dead Say the world – She your blood Offer the flesh to honor the cannibal gods
Ferte Mortem Ferte Mortem Servi me – Servi me – Servi me - Servi me
Those worms are breeding in nests, and feeding from us Their shameful souls I will devour in pain Thirsty – blood spilt on my reign This world soaked with fear, demise The earth is covered in scars
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