Have your heart torn from your chest
Shown to you while still breathing
So you may see how black it's become
Your guts a feast
For the mindless
Gatherings, symphony of grief
Filled with lust
For the feeding
Her fetus is eaten from the womb
Ritual Disembowlment
Shred to death in the dead of winter
Watch the steam of your soul rise from the wounds
Believers of an occult
This insanity of religion
Burn the disembowled corpse
For eternal life, they await...
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