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Lamentations of His seed

Horrid will that lasts

Like maggots it has spread

Morbid affliction of man

For them all I have bled

Exhausted cracks that won't heal

Facing my torment

With each strike I reveal a lie

Through my blessed wounds comes only refuse

Have we been abandoned, final suffering sanctioned?

Then what should we fear when the light is not here?

Nothing alleviates their pain

Only corruption remains

My heretical habit has turned me rabid

Blinded by hatred

I have turned from everything sacred

A rapture of skin's rupture

I wish for you to suffer

Rancid lacerations

Beckons my emancipation

Set me free from the holy

You're not worthy, gorewashed glory

We're not worthy of your pity

I give to you: Divine suffering

He won't hear our cries

Redemption calls

We prepare the knives

To our downfall

All now withers, the numen bleeds

The sinew is cut, the end complete