Vile Creation - Thy Art Is Murder

Vile creations

Bearing the crest of the dark

Shaped by the flames that gave birth

Born into suffering

Weakened and left to rot

Crushed by the depression of humanity

Your blood barely circulates

Now claimed by the despair and agony

You too will burn with your faith

Forge your malice for my creator

As your body blisters below

Claw at the walls of your prison

Let this hatred grow

Sever the vine of faith

To drain all of it’s life

So proudly put upon his throne

By the blind and weak alike

It will be undone

Sever the vine of faith

To drain all of it’s life

Cleanse this Earth as the fire darkens the sky

It will be undone

I will reveal him

To drown his children in hatred

I will reveal these fucking vile creations

Bearing the crest of the dark

Shaped by the flames that gave birth

Born into suffering

Weakened and left to rot

Crushed by the depression of humanity

Your blood barely circulates

Now claimed by the despair and agony

You too will burn with your faith

Entombed in flesh and bone

You too will burn with your faith

Entombed in flesh and bone

You too will burn with your faith

Birthed failures

Broken minds

Doomed to rot

Born to die

A flame with hatred he burns below

Entombed in flesh and bone