Angel Dissection

Proclimations of Ritual Infanticide

Angel Dissection


I know that I'm not insane 
but the voices they won't go away 
I've murdered to ease the pain 
but by nightfall they're back again 
the ritual drives back the demons in my head 
their voices can't haunt me, not once they're dead 
this dagger in my hand the key to the silence 
left not alone, tiny dead taint the ground 
(chorus) 
never- never to feel joy 
silence- I'll not be their toy 
killing- it's always the same 
tell me- have I gone insane 
I think that you think that I am to blame 
but you won't think at all once I've smashed in your face 
their skulls make the alter and you're the centerpiece 
and like all of them, your breathing will cease 
(chorus)