The Parasite

A lifetime of degradation
 Preparation for the ultimate sin
 Immature organs to disgrace
 Creators of birth, smeared with blood
 Becoming one of thousands
 Not to feel the pain
 Mutation into multiple minds
 Total unfeelingness dispersed to them
 Tortured existence...
 Tortured existence...
 ...They Will take blood-secrets
 To give their graves
 Murdering the innocent...
 ...as a ventile for aggression that
 Never can be seized to words
 Claws of religious slavery
 Ritual torment to the innocent
 Soulless piece of flesh
 ...|To cut deeper and deeper and deeper
 Not visions of the infinite
 Reality draws the line
 Next to you, unsuspectingly
 Satisfy the mental insane
 ...To their graves
 Worthless scum, no pretension to existence
 Victims of their choice
 Welcome to their splattering thoughts
 Deeds of extended decadence
 Sacrifice the ones of your blood
 Bred in virgin's innocence
 Executed by immaculate hands
 To complete the course of cruelty
 Tortured existence...
 Tortured existence...