Victim
A victim
An offer to our lord

Enlight it with fear
A flavorfull demise

We smell from here
Your soul within your eyes

I, who stand below dark waters
Felt the slime which filled your hunger
I, who stand before the triad
Shall complete, the ritual of three

Walk along the putrid gore
Of past ones profaned forever
We penetrate your flesh and bores
To consumate your God's disaster

Thru the black swamp
Below the black sun
Following the currents

Great moon
Reveals
The scripture of the elders

Human
Contemplate
The greatness of our stench

Stare me, into my fluorescent eyes
As I proclaim the blasphemous feast
Left this place, but wont leave this life
Inside your mind shall reign the beast

So I wake, with inocence above me, but filled with the perturbation within
None of my words could describe the horror, such grotesque as a slaugther's scream
The end is near. I hear a noise at the door
God, that hand! The window! The window!