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At first a noisome pack I am the rancid mark that devours making man once upon a whimpering babe I am the murderer's hand that wields the blade of regicide oh Babylon thou harlot succubus of a thousand suitors I am the foetid stench of thy burning hag's embrace a perverse incubation I am the olive branch corrupt with venomous asps Totalt funeral desolate one total funeral total death Around their neck the noose draws tight a knot of thorns felling holy men and kings I am the vile countenance of the gibbet's grasp Of what was wrought and where was spent the seed I am the black spider, the splinter within our minds fill your mouth with the foul earth suffocate on the souls I am the messiah of famine and (f)lies grim brilliance in frost desolation made flesh I am the son of darkness and death Total funeral desolate one total funeral total death! |