Ravaged by indiscretion
Stripped of all absolutes
Faced by Death's spectral entity
My soul is his ghastly prize
I won't go down without a fight,
Steal his scythe and slice him in twine
Choose to salvage collateral damage by
Contorting the malice manifested swiftly
Sink low to the depths of Hell's depression
Reflection of me, desire devours
Lacerating flesh and bone
Bathing in the entrails
Regurgitation of defilement
Regurgitation of decay
Soak my clothes
With your innards
Replacing love with bloodlust
I satisfy my needs with blood of demons
Soaking my clothes, leaving only chunks of flesh and semen in my path!
Slow descention repaid by hatred
Slice the face of satan off cleanly
Take and injest his vitreous humor
Crown myself as the king of evil
I will walk the path of fucking death!

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