In The Dust Circled And Naked A Young Child Defiled
Azriel Came You're Too Fucking Late Again
A Neck Tie On The Carpet
A Cut Out Heart
A Broach Made From The Tongue Of Some Little Girl
Your Understanding Of The Virtuous Sacrifice Remains Unyielding
Bloodless Veins Spread Like Graceful Eagles
Am I The Seed, The One To Cause This Aversion
(The Gene) Who Has Nurtured You From Womb
The One That You Call Mother ?
Perhaps You're Fucking Too Late Again ?
A Neck Tie On The Carpet, A Cut Out Heart
A Broach Made From The Tongue Of Some Little Girl
Your Understanding Of The Virtuous Sacrifice Remains Unyielding
Bloodless Veins Spread Like Graceful Eagles
Am I The Seed, The One To Cause This Aversion
(The Gene) Who Has Nurtured You From Womb
The One That You Call Mother ?
So Lay Yourself In Your Pictures And Ideologies Of Filth
I Am The Abortifacient Scalpel And Scythe !
I was I Am I Will Be Again
So Smile Because We All Scream Before We Die
As The Needle Slips Into Your Arm
I'll Still Love You
And As You Recoil
Into The Senseless Son
That Bastardised Conception Of Me Burns
In The Dust Circled And A Naked Young Child Defiled
Azriel Came You'r Too Fucking Late Again

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