Eighteen Visions
Sacreligous Murder
Vitiate this worship
Piercing my skin with three nails
Unworthy fuck
Parish under my reign
I'm hanging in the church of the wicked
Sacrificed...and now i'm god
Wading in the void
Our grace sleeps from severed veins and salted wounds
Only to drip to the sands below where purity and sanctity are meaningless
It filters through each vein falling forever into desolation
Dance with me one more time
Blistered shells of existence lost
Rest hand in hand with infantile corpses
Paint this portrait red. black sunset
A stillborn
Miscarriage
Graze my skin with your touch
Celestial praise
You are what is divine
Dance with me one last time
And now i'm god