Devian

ained screams she crawls
And in her nightmares that you fall

Scream in the fire of no control, godly serve
Limbs will explode and contract, bleeding clear
Nailed to a poisonous dream – afterlife ascertain
Nothing you can do but take the pain

A God pleasure offering
Her true face is suffering

Kill!!

God morphine crash down like a wall
God morphine wants it all
Cold, black as your soul
Piercing death's veil she played her role
Die!!

2. Assailant

New dawn to fuel the curse
the winds of plague
bring rapture to the ill
The is the day you fall
Wrath of the cunning ones indifferent
your excuses and intent
The forbrearance is all

Futile you come undone
Try to play God – I lust for blood

Treading on bruised ones' backs,
you hopeless failure of hypocrisy
Lament the scribe in vain
Talk and I listen through;
I'm unspoken of in any tongue
Here comes the fucking pain

Futile you come undone
Try to play God – I lust for blood
And it's yours

Assailand, die in pain
You know who you are

Bell tolls, beheading you,
violence is the setting free of truth
Can't take away what's true
Smashing your house of lords,
crush you to the bone and lay to waste
Death warrant is due

Your death is due

3. The Unspoken

Better dig this in the deepest of holes
Only thing to be carved is your soul
Taken away

Apocalyptic, the hammer will fall
Personal eclipse lets blackness end all
Progeny betray

Enemy
Flesh debris
Absentee
Death flies free

The Unspoken

Better cloak this in the darkest of shrines
Blade of dawn lets blood flow like red wine
No remorse

Assassin from shadows a murder suspect
Creator of windows will leave you defleshed
From a life a divorce

Cause and effect will leave you dead and wrecked
Die

Surreptitious, all-seeing eye
Burning lead liquifies

Always cloak this in the darkest of shrines
Closed casket funeral far from benign
Taken away

Apocalyptic, the hammer will fall
Personal eclipse lets blackness end all
No remorse, a torn, limbesque bouquet

4. Saintbleeder

Come on and borrow my crown of thorns
The crowd is still watching we can't be forlorn
Martyrs arise – under the guise
Of blood, sweat and tears and through all of our fears
Oh what delightful good whores we all are
Everyone loves to worship new gods

Have no fear to engineer
The mythology

It burns and hurts
To drink the blood of a saint
It burns to sanctify the betrayal
Hurt – to drink the blood of the saints

Come on relentless and dance on the dead
They should have lasted longer
Their dust we now spread
Weapon of dread, blindfold crimson red
Our seven tailed wraith and our opium –
Blind faith
Oh what delightful good whores we all are
Everyone loves to worship new gods

Have no fear to engineer
The fucking mythology

5. I'm The Pariah

Filthy lord almighty and the timid
Gather coward's bleak
Cheer around your sacrificial pyres
Where dead children reek

Pariah am I
Messiah goodbye

Cancerous thorn
Merciless scorn
Abundant blood sore

Filthy king almighty, lay your eyes
Your manor draped in shit
Dispose of the reeking carcass
Lies, you're a monument of it

Nights of un-wishing well
Scared the little sheeps to hell
No life put on display
I'll take you all away

Retarded, bastard, ill
Master revise
My ill voice lets rejoice
I'm a nightmare surprise

6. God To The Illfated

Blood on the wall, whipping the thrall
Chain us, regain us – you're better than all

Bled me in vain, disccard as a stain
No honesty, no respect
Who believes in all your pain?

Smother the weak, outlaw the freak
Killanthrope, misanthrope, bare catastrophe
Blood on the wall, whipping the thrall
Action deems reaction you will see

Fuck your lies lies lies, fuck your crucifix
Monolithic six six six

Fallen from grace, thorn scratching your face
God to the ill-fated

That what you've got, all that I'm not
Ache for this, break for this
Leave you to rot

Blood-tasting breath, sleepless on meth
A blister, some transistor –
angelhead and full of death

No fashion demand, tattered and banned
Hostile, defiled, you can't understand
That what you've got, all that I'm not
You want to be us but could never be

Twist and contort the within –
our enemy fears for his skin
Twist and contort to win –
stapleshut to sin the within

7. Summerdeath

Split of a second, my need to decide
Retina's stained, visions of your smile
Your struggling, wild beauty, sharp fists opulence
We're so alike my Dahlia – see our resemblance?

Your life to memories small, fell apart
You are a yesterday, rotting with your heart
Your pain was numbed, all fear was breached
The traces of your life I washed away with bleach

Lifeless and cold incisions enfold

Jesus wept
Jesus wept when he saw your carved face so raw
The grotesque remains, red stains on the devil's claw

Lifeless and cold before you grew old

Murder

Life flourishing garden, liar in wait,
I'm the un-belonging ghost faced wraith
Final the hour, your pain isn't love,
cold flesh and a little knife to dispose of

Jesus wept on the devil's claw

8. South Of Halo

Failing sleep, falling awake, impressions
of death's choking in its wake
Failing sleep, falling apart make impressions
to die for
Clenching fist – hand that feeds
Granting life sorting out the bad seed
Failing sleep, falling awake by impressions
at death's door

South of Halo
I'm a failing sun and a damage already done

Pain shoots in, sin after sin,
rotten scent of the forced upon must believe in
Pain shoots in, frost stiffens joints
make you lose your hold on to
Wide we gaze, scarred up face
Proof of a life outside of the maze
Pain shoots in, sin after sin,
tell me who gives a fuck now?

What have you been praying for?
Tell me what you have been praying for?

Why do you pray?
Fuck me; I'm blessed with time in Hell!

Hourglass, time has its pass,
absorb it you didn't – you don't own yourself
Hourglass, your time has passed,
your dirt-rest awaits you
Console your tears, realize fears
A coward's blind faith is a broken spear
Hourglass, time has its pass,
bow down, still get nothing

9. Awaiting Doom

Where is our doom?

If death's true color is shining pure white
Then life is black like a demon soul night
Aspire – arrogance like funeral pyre
Envenom – kills but stimulate phenom

Hear me now – wolf pack will loom
Hear me now – where is our doom?

If end is found rotting under the grass
Then death is priceless – all in life surpassed
Free will – was mere a dream to kill
All lies – we're all wolves in disguise

Snake up an eager nun's thighs
Beckoning of hypocrite's reprise

Twisted your dream time and a half
Your truth it sounded like a laugh

Fuck you – poison fangs can't sink in through
Fuck you – where is our doom?

10. When The Vultures Have Left

And over my shoulder you see,
the glistening sway of a scythe
For time the silver will dim, and the leap we are
taking heads held high, upright
And I who would come when you want,
walk through fire any nook or clime
A chill breeze swirls the leaves as we go
the old iron bell roars as it forebodingly chimes

Fringe of the lid
Walk through the grid
Lonely, ill angels only
Accompany us, down we go
To our death

And the fear and the guilt come to pass,
but emotions ache, bursting inside
For the oath that we once swore in blood,
idiots and unknowingly tyrants abide
And dark days with gloom and despair,
the seals – taste the bitter woe seven
A release for agonizing cold,
for the worms and the hallowing
emptiness of heaven

Like shadows blinds the light
When the vultures have left
Light to a moth
Whip lust for a froth
Turns to ashes
The grinding of gears swallows all
When the vultures have left

And over my shoulder you see,
the glistening sway of a scythe
For time the silver will dim, and the leap we are
taking, the end of beginning in sight

Dismal tarns and pools,
Where wretch and the cruel
Wear our tears as jewels
Aghast as we go, aghast of the past
And a Death