Incarnate

Stained in blood

Incarnate
I cut your throat
Watch you twisting in pain
Break every bone
Eyes closed and in blood i'm stained

You fail to scream
I ripped off your serpent tongue
I thrust my knife
Through your heart and turn your insides out

I see the fear in your eyes
As this punishment falls through

Torture... tour holocaust
Torture... through the nevermore

You slowly die
Suffer these mortal pleasures
Taste the shovel's might
You're decomposing

The moment of death
With dawn it arrives
Your body...
Is dead, cold and still

Is it the reaper you see or is it me ?

Useless... you'll fail to scream
Needless... to cry to relief

Darkness... complete me whole
Darkness... take this sinner soul

Well sharpened steel and a burnt, boiling skin
The blade will whipe away your emptiness within

What will you choose, a noose or a gun ?
All the same, penetrate with this knife in your cunt

Take a walk through the nevermore

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