Umbra Mortis

Now die Filth Then bend the knee I will bind your, essence To this corpse Your prime directive To serve me My child So violent yet sweet I plan to polymerise Your flesh and bone With fire and void To best serve me My goal is to dominate Infecting all sovereignty And then liquidate Relinquish all control to me And unto me Your fealty will hence, create Putrescent storms Of sinew and fury By means you will not foresee Your death the catalyst, for greater change An inherent disease In your frame we shall negate With greater men amalgamate Dreams they haunt me Limp lilly white neck of the dead And the limbs of a crim will do nicely Through my failings ne wrought A sickly sight A ghastly blight this night! A stitch in time Will desecrate Not save nine Sewn limb from limb at one free from sin Encapsulated my vision Though these torturous figures now haunt my volition I dare not deny the artist inside Though acting out god was the sum of my life My offerings done Lump of flesh now a son I stitched between dusk and dominion of night If I cannot inspire love I'll cause fear There is something at work In my soul which I cannot hear Now I breathe life to your carcass You'll act on your will But you'll enforce your fathers law All hail Ava Santana's Now guided by the defilers hand His blackened speech Will scribe our fates in blood It's alive As its screams of anguish echo forth In torment life extinguished Cracks of thunder split the sky As timber flamed so high above Afflicted Yet conflicted With this heinous task at hand Forever in the dark I honed my craft to exceed My blackest hearts desire Is my spawn to proceed And drown this wretched world in fire Driven by his love for me A beast that won't relent or ever tire Now drown in this Foul metropolis A pen for cattle dressed as a dystopian maze The avatar of sodom incarnate An ode to the ending of days Dreams they haunt me Limp lilly white neck of the dead And the limbs of a crim will do nicely Through my failings ne wrought A sickly sight A ghastly blight this night! A stitch in time Will desecrate Not save nine Sewn limb from limb at one free from sin Encapsulated my vision Though these torturous figures now haunt my volition I dare not deny the artist inside Though acting out god was the sum of my life My offerings done Lump of flesh now a son I stitched between dusk and dominion of night Now That we're bound By our hearts I've stitched our sins And our hopes and flaws together We are but one and the same We are but one and the same We are but one and the same If I cannot inspire love, I'll cause fear There is something at work In my soul which I cannot hear Now I breathe life to your carcass You'll act on your will But you'll enforce your fathers law All hail Ava Santana's Now guided by the defilers hand His blackened speech Will scribe our fates in blood