Larvae - Handful of Hate

Larvae, fear the desert beyond the crown

Fear the serpents crawling out my eyes

Feed the worms teeming through my words

Glorify the thorns gobbed by my tongue

Larvae, I licked the gashes of a dying god

Who lays exposed and defeated on a rug of maggots

Fear the desert beyond my crown

Feed the worms teeming through my words

I cherish the forsaken

I respect the hangman who led the murder in dismay

Contemptu mundi

Of infernal slumbers the cimmerian shades' harlot worsens

I delivered a rood in a stay

Wherever in virtue’s crannies the human brightness pisses

I licked the gashes of a dying god

Who lays exposed and defeated on a rug of maggots

Decayed his grave

Agonizing his rest doomed his creation by superb sinners and blessed, Larvae