Reckoning Of The Soul Made Godless

Memory of these blood stained faces,
 In the darkest corners of primeval wisdom
 She lays awaiting the masters of faith
 Mistreated actions take form, in an outlet to avenge this rage
 Drowning within the spiral of this hellish plane
 A naked body layered with sigils of this summoning
 These preaching altars transformed for consecration
 Like blood and fire
 In the sacred sacrifice of Satan
 I hail the blood stained horns
 The goat of a thousand young
 Clandestine episode of inflicting torture,
 On the self to culminate the powers of evil
 An urge to take lives in these sadistic ways
 Reflection of horrific gaze
 Frozen with blurred visions
 Trembled lips beg in whispers
 To represent the force of this offering
 Convert the virgin essence,
 In offers of rape to the black goat
 Sanctified gestures of the perverse
 Attained in the source of anointing the god of fire
 My name is spoken
 Echoing through the void
 Disciples of the damned
 March into the fires
 Treacherous disciples
 That brand the names of hell across virgin skin
 Forcing a trauma that induces this demonic hallucination
 Bleeding soul of the virgin whore
 Swallowed in the storms of flesh
 A rising dawn of cruelty
 Awaken the impure
 Perception of the deviant, to the judges of mankind
 Slashing her wrists and arms, in hell their hearts lie
 This proof of devotion
 It had death's face
 Anticipate the cry of a hundred prayers for the release of pain
 This eve of lucid conjuring
 Defiled notion of praise
 Fatten the beast with her flesh
 Her screams are unheard, except for the dead
 Adorn this whore of god with horns
 Screaming fury of eternal escape
 Conceptual journey to seek the birth of evil
 Arouse her fury in various states of amputation
 Crawling epidemic in quiet confines,
 This falsified concubine of the heavens