Honey Tongue Of Satan

Righteous pleasures drull from the sexed spent lips of the beast
Feel his tongue pinching at your face
Feel the acidic sting as I melt into your flesh
Whilst boring out your cunt with pumping grace week and bleeding
Insetuos unearthing the might masked orgy of darkness falls
Satan's semen locking their jaws into thy flesh and soul of man
Clamed filled hands talon the flesh of your quivering breast
Pillowed around his serpent prick

Behold thyn is the one who speaks true bliss
Like wine the glory flows into the throne
to fill the mote with all your mortal lies
Perched upon his back now the greedy hordes waiting to fuck the scraps
Tearing pieces of your carcassed mind

Awaiting the birth in the church of the blessed dead
I convulse to see your face come to me my child
I gaze into an ocean blue your eyes that spark the fear of god in man your demise

Now all there is are time and death of man and beast
Placental mammals giving birth to ilk and sin
Dark and damp and filled with rats

Spewing his seed unto the world

Frenzied passion an erupting dark epoch
extinguishing the light of heaven's bliss
This could not give birth to your messiah who walks the earth
But the minions of the dead condemned to hell
Celebrating the arrival thy unholy king of evil
rippling tidings quake across the land
Angels die like moths falling from the sky
choking on the smoke, of the meek I'm burning
Drowning in your blood, lamenting to some god,
blackened sky's wrought the face of satan
Festering in the womb purging the unborn
sipping piss from vineyards of the dieing

Behold thyn is the one who speaks true bliss
Like wine the glory flows into the throne
to fill the mote with all your mortal lies
Perched upon his back now the greedy hordes waiting to fuck the scraps
Tearing pieces of your carcassed mind