Borne to the solitude. Bound to a blood lust
A billion cuts too deep to sew shut
So Desperate, death becomes underwhelming.
A yearning for blood shed; razor sharp, every swing splits bone.
Face to face with oblivion
Hollowed to madness
An evil that remains
Death personified. True Perversion.
Unquenchable thirst; feel the rush as your throat is cut
Keep swinging...Keep swinging...Keep swinging
Until the air is thick with crimson mist
There's no coming back from this
Fuel the fire as I hollow
Heads will roll
Your skin crawls, death follows
Fuel the fire as I hollow
Spilling blood
Until the surface is one with the flame
Branded flesh
Reanimate this body in the river
Defeated but kept alive
Now you’re Branded flesh
Contorted in the eyes of the living
Decapitated and purified
Now your soul dies