Cephalectomy

True Northern Mystigrind

Architect of Abomination

I have risen like a locust storm
To abolish the benevolent disease
To reap upon the earth
A ceaseless demoralizing hellfire
Raping the lands of light

Your towers of glass and steel
Bathed in the light of the sun
Shall bear witness to abomination
As rivers flow with crimson tide
And misshapen beasts fill your streets

So cower far and wide
No place to run, no place to hide
The time of eve draws ever near
No room for cover, you shudder in fear

The dreams of man shall rot and burn
Free of the cloak of imagined morality
They shackle upon your very will
The feral beast inside us all does return
To absolve their millennia of disease

I am the architect of abomination
The captor of souls
I am the architect of anathema
Destroyer of decency

An enlightening of the mind presented
Upon the altar of madness and depravity
The sole reason for mans existence
Is as a creature of my will and amusement

There shall be no fathers
No one for you to run to
In my hand I hold fate and destiny
And I release thee upon my creation

So cower far and wide
No place to run, no place to hide
The time of eve draws ever near
No room for cover, you shudder in fear

I have overtaken like a locust storm
Abolished the benevolent disease
Reaped my will upon the earth
Swept the lands with hellfire
Raping the world of its light