The Defiling -

Touched her legs

Full of scars

Malicious feelings overflowing

The war overthrew everything

Goddess sicken by the rotten flesh

As I watch her bleed

with this venal knife

Tearing the wound

Reaching inside

Makes me high as libido

Laying beside her left entrails

Warm and cold

Discharging the lust of putridity

Angels falling down

Visions of war

Tortured by ominous

Flesh of goddess

Defloration

Desecrating the fallen ones

Lost of grace

Awaken for thirst and gore

No living exist

The defiling