Hunger - Craven Idol

Skeletal hands reach for the blinding sun

Scavengers circle

In this bloodied sandpit you’re the master of none

Betrayers, agnostics are burnt at the stake

Murder they celebrate

Hunger…

For splendour, unspoken glory

For infamy, power over will

Voracious, unconquerable

Drives us to kill

Rise from your crypt

Hailing not life but death

Drowned in bloodlust

Vision turned red

Perish, choke on the filth of the Styx

Expire, burn on the crucifix

Feast on their fear

Thrive on their terror

Prosper as you murder

Blossom in their wake