Servant - Mephorash

Odyne the godess of pain

She is thy mistress of death

As I

As I arrive at the crossroads

The crossroads of fate, I stand before the only one

She grants you the gift of agony

Thy plague and humble servant

Your beauty is divine

Rip this black tounge of mine

Oh sisters of gorgons cut my lifeline

Graeaes I pledge my soul within your clemency

Odyne the godess of pain

And the mistress of death

Abominations for the deciples of god

Abort thine mind

As you spawn an evil son of black deformation

You gaze upon the world as it were to see

A rotten concavity of mirror-divinity and hate

A black crater at the end of time

As the Graeaers slit my lifeline

Odyne the godess of pain

rips the godlike fetus in vain