A Cataclysmic Eternal - A Wake in Providence

Pray

Finally the day’s upon us, Creations left to destruction.

The stench of this

earth floods my senses, disgusting and repulsive.

I’ll bring disaster.

Keep praying to your bastard

I’ll take this land that’s claimed by your god

(That's claimed by your god)

Bile spewing being abomination of hate, my monstrosity made with the need to

fornicate.

These demonic creatures I’ll release upon this world,

cities will fall at my feet, crumble and gradually disintegrate

Bile spewing being abomination of hate, my monstrosity made with the need to

fornicate.

Why can’t you see the truth?

Say your prayers

I will bare witness to your struggle, my crooked smile gazing over their bodies,

as the light fades away, before their eyes

Pray

Pray, to your dead god.

These cities will fall at my feet

Now, crumbling one by one, infernal sickness

These cities will line with pestilence, darkened by a cloud of broken innocence

Bit by bit, crushing this ground beneath my grasp.

If your will breaks anything

like your flesh, then this breath will be your last

I want to watch your struggle, tormenting agony, my Malicious eyes crave more

than what you’re giving me

Tearing apart this world from the inside out, I’ve brought your home certain

disaster.

What will you say when there’s nothing left sacred?

You will never

forget the night of the rapture

Pray, pray, to your fucking god

Who will you pray to when your deity is dead?

Where will you run when the holy

turn you away?

Inconceivable thoughts will fill your mind with dread.

The air is thick with the stench of blood.

Ingest the field of locusts,

constantly clouding focus.

Dig deep and remember to pray

No one will hear you pray to your dead god