Breath Of The Black Muse - ZAO

Open your mouth, boy

Just to swallow your teeth

I will not pay the price for your self-inflicted grief

My meekness lies there shivering and raped

Trembling prophet

Anointed wrath of God incarnate

Cutting and tearing dissection

Strangled and hanging before me

Weeping and screaming become you

Carry out your suffering

Raise your fist, boy

To bring upon your demise

Never had a clue what waited behind these eyes

Your body torn apart, you could not escape

Trembling prophet

Anointed wrath of God incarnate

Cutting and tearing dissection

Strangled and hanging before me

Weeping and screaming become you

Carry out your suffering

Inspiration from your damnation

Your breath blackens my lungs

You marked the line to guide my first incision

Breath of the black muse

Inspiration from your damnation

Your breath blackens my lungs

Inspiration from your damnation

Your breath blackens my lungs