What have you locked away...
in the cages of...
your pervert mind...
Locked in spirals of time...
reverted back after torture...
after pain... again...
While their cries echo...
in the cages of...
your pervert mind...
And what remains...
ravaged souls...
cries embedded forever...
And what remains...
seen through your sick eyes...
Feed the whore, with blood, black and cold.
Yes... slither... you maggot
squirm, repulsive beast
feed the black of your mind
the monster hungers for your will
Squirm, repulsive beast
slither into the mouths of those
who will glady feed on you
Feed... feed... feed...
Sacred filth... sacred filth...
