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Pray to me, I am beast.

A reckoning feast.

Now spill forth my crimson cataract,

shall I peek?

A lack of a fearful moral reservoir...

Equips pain to the weak,

As rouge gaping wounds seep.

The chase, the blow, the choke, the hole,

Sings of my sins and the path I behold

Hone the spike,

crucifix draw blood,

call for Christ from above

Little lamb of the gods

My lady, now slumber

Let this life I accord soothe the horrors

They’ll be pain, they’ll be rage

All the same

I’ll still be the death staring you in the face

I’m sick, I spin from the sin

Miraculous grin

My spit drools

For the droving within

To commence

born to a world that is cruel to the core and death blooms all around

So I play my part

Licking my lips, blood lust I must sip, of her flavor

Only crimson can amuse my ailments

I am the darkness incarnate

The symbol of loss

hatred embodied

Death

Come to them all

I will show

No mercy

Oh will the end be the pain that I long

Decapitate Guillotine

Societies scorn

Your darkest thoughts

You hide in me

Until the bitter end

Oh the lust resides in my calm steady hands

I know they come,

I welcome all the shock it will demands

I am the demon that you fear,

until the bitter end

Tell ....me...once it’s gone

Will I still get to hear

The sounds Gushing Out

My lady, now slumber

Let this life I accord soothe the horrors

They’ll be pain, they’ll be rage

All the same

I’ll still be the death staring you in the face x3

Die, I just want you to die

I don’t give a fuck how you just die

Die, by the blade, from the shame, Asphyxiation, hell comes all just the same