Pestilence Upon Mankind

Behold the thousand eyes staring
Pale and grim
Tied with the devils snare
Black - shining
So lacking in human warmth
Dim and distant

Dead chained shell
Blessing grotesque
I'll be your monument of death

Bear me on to destruction
Place me on the throne of nausea
Enthrone me with death
And I'll be your poisonous soil

Dead chained shell
Blessing grotesque
I'll be your monument of death

Brimful of malevolence
Malicious lurks from inside
Its yearning call pierce me
Causing such furtile pain
All fenced in, enshrouded in dark
The cage in which I shelter

Renewal of life - of an abhorrent kind
Unleashing of beast
Redemptor - unchain
I'll be your pestilence upon whoremaster - man

Behold the thousand eyes staring
Pale and grim
Tied with the devils snare
Black - shining
So lacking in human warmth
Dim and distant

Renewal of life - of an abhorrent kind
Unleashing of beast
Redemptor - unchain
I'll be your pestilence upon whoremaster – man