I, who stand below dark waters
Felt the slime which filled your hunger
I, who stand before the triad
Shall complete, the ritual of three
Walk along the putrid gore
Of past ones profaned forever
We penetrate your flesh and bores
To consumate your God's disaster
Thru the black swamp
Below the black sun
Following the currents
Great moon
Reveals
The scripture of the elders
Human
Contemplate
The greatness of our stench
Stare me, into my fluorescent eyes
As I proclaim the blasphemous feast
Left this place, but wont leave this life
Inside your mind shall reign the beast
So I wake, with inocence above me, but filled with the perturbation within
None of my words could describe the horror, such grotesque as a slaugther's scream
The end is near. I hear a noise at the door
God, that hand! The window! The window!