From the decay of my moral code to whom indwelling doctrines I've disowned
To what supersedes my soul, whose eminence I've enthroned
Within the depths of me, seethed with great misanthropy
Aching to see you bleed, your sanguine bears such ecstasy
Soon my child, you'll forever sleep
Soundly like a herd of butchered sheep
Nestled all snug in your blood so cold
Reprieved of all ye Earthly woes
To dream of a world beyond such qualms
Beset by the bane, facilely the light begins to wan
Vacant this vessel lays, a darkened passenger to obtain
Once the bale pervades, thy eager blade swiftly maims
With all the blood that cascades, true contentment is attained
Fuming with utter disdain, I am of which those blackened hearts prayed, An antidote to an acquired shame; a Cimmerian savior incarnate Leading a prophecy, mis-shapened and ugly
Rest is but a memory 'til extirpation is achieved
This wild 35-track all-metal benefit album features Mare Cognitum, Panopticon, and more reinventing songs by Tori Amos & others. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2020