excogitation by CLIMAXETH. Arise! The caddish wind breeze under the skyline For we shalt anointed demons by those who oppose us Iniquitous beggars of light! Beg unto what they may recall as the divine The drabs who lurks beyond salvation Who conceal the truth behind religion Ravish and tear them apart, as they doth squeal like pigs They lick behinds ov those who hath pillage As we have the strength to bring down thy ideas We eke craze the statues ov thy wisdom Thou shalt hold on to my words For none ov thee wilt escape from our wrath The darkest forests hast spoken to us How mischievous thou hast been The midnight sun gazes upon our souls As we art consumed by hatred towards thy cries Thou cry unto me, alas, dost I not hear thee The excruciating torment shalt not be swift It wilt be stagnant as thy soul shalt be eaten The symbols ov thy might Shalt lay low under my feet Nay more harlots to serve thy dream Nay more antics to serve thy laughs Meet thy doom Bastard sons!
Posted on: Mon, 22 Jul 2013 07:00:28 +0000