I watched the young girl hang from her hair
The spirits only manifest in the presence of torture
The older gods were bloodthirsty and in that respect I am one with them
They were disgusted by humanity and I am one with them

So everything must go
Kill it fucking slow
Torture the young
And rape the dead and old
The Open Wounds of every pain I've known
Like the seeds of hatred I have sow
My weeds will grow

I watched the child cry out in pain
His mother could not hear the screams
Her ears hung from my waist
The terrible and the trivial all bow to the tyranny of death
Every order in the universe is violent

So everything must go
Kill it fucking slow
Torture the young
And rape the dead and old
The Open Wounds of every pain I've known
Like the seeds of hatred I have sow
My weeds will grow
As a child I found a women's corpse
Innocence was lost and yet it sent me on a course
And I still see in that there's beautiful