Born Dead - To the Grave

Mouth full of flies

Rats in her ribcage

Bludgeoned impaled flayed and

Burnt at the stake

With teeth like knives and the

Skill of a shark

Abducted butchered

Left for dead in the dark

Brains made of spiders and

The tongues of a snake

The demon of pure death

Wearing her rotting face

Unblessed from birth

Void of faith

Baptised in violence

Sent with a chainsaw to hack the head off

Mother nature

Hanging from a meat hook while she weeps

In my dreams, let me sleep

Her eyes are slowly gouged on the

Killing floor of the slaughterhouse

Let me bleed the fuck out

Machinations oscillating

Generating cataclysm

Disintegrating civilisation

Suffocating paradise

Eviscerated angels

Vomited from the pitch black of the multiverse

And as you fucking choke I slit your throat ear to ear

Until your veins run dry

Crucified and begging for your fucking life

No one will miss you

Behold the massacre of man

A message to the maker

Heaving guts

These sluts shall sleep with the worms

Insides on the outside

Families lay murdered in the dirt

Parasites

You’re all writhing in bloodshed

Drowning in the swarm

Xenocide

No sirens signal the end

No warning for this storm

I was born already dead

A rope around my fucking neck

Doomed to pollute and poison

The wells of mother earth

Side by side with Satan

I devour the cowards

Everyone is marked a target

Skinned and buried alive

Six feet to hell and counting

Collecting hearts as trophies of the bloodbath

Their wounds shall bleed a fucking ocean

Dressed for death and entrails exposed

I have spoken to god

I’d kill myself to be all alone

To suffer in silence on my own

And drag you cunts to hell with me

To this world of bones I call my home

I have the devil at my back

I prey for him and he guides my path

And I can’t wait for the cold quiet morgue

Burning flesh is all I see

Her skull crushed

Limbs removed

An orchestra of victims' screams

The body count rises