Vulgar Vengance

Now that filth grows deep,

The world you know,

Painting the sky a deep red,

Enjoy the taste of agony,

Open wide!



My wounds seem to fade,

Turning into the darkness within,

Turn into my ecstasy of remorse,

The stitches closing eyes,

Forever more you will be,



Antoher feast of rotten flesh,

Driving the hunger I seek,

The sweet crimson taste I feel,

Bathing within your demise,

As you search for a truth,



Inhaling the ashes of your fire,

The soul in which you confide,

Made a-new in my mind,

The vengance of my hallow being,

The wraith you fear,



The loveless embrace of false flesh,

The cold void in my chest,

Now beings the end of all,

As the blood flows into my throat.

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