Actions cannot be undone
An old song cannot be unsung
For the blood on your hand
As undamaged and pure
Drips to the soil, sinks in the dirt
To the peace that I yearn
My purpose of blood
My purpose of murder
Humans are pigs
Ready for slaughter
I am your demons, I am your fears
My ascension goes on
Until you are no longer here
For the love I convey
My revenge will leave you helpless!
To your internal decay
Burned by the scriptures
These parasitic anomalies
And their f*cking culture
Havoc I wreak
As I break you like day
You're my deception