Perrenial the gore, filling the lines between split nations
Millennial the whore, riding wide astride the horns of madness
Her roared abortive labor, thighs slick with molten steel
Seeking blood to curdle, when the gathered clouds reveal
Never so alive, like the rush of cum on nymphetamines
Darkness fantasized, sleek and polished black
The scourge hangs at her girdle, death slathers near her heel
Instrumental in stripping Gods, to neuter and lash her slaves
Except no love, when she enters your golden halls
Heavens above, fear the Gorgon eyes of a new caste rising
Instrumental in stripping Gods, to neuter and mute their staves
Dripping into sabers, for Vulcan spawn to wield
Thereafter, her laughter, shalt sound aloft the crashing waves
Clarions forth the war, spilling the wine of her fornication
I see dead stars collide, in her cold unflinching power slide
Heavens above, fear the Gorgon eyes of a new moon rising
Thereafter her laughter, shalt sound aloft their future graves
Mother of abominations, our lady overkill
On sanguine floods, hear the foregone cries of the last surviving
Expect no love, when they enter your golden halls
A lover of acceleration, no mercy or brakes applied
Comets tear the skies, gushing from a shattered silence
Minds desanitized, night chords rung on a ladder of violence
Smothering the congregation, licks the royal milk
Sleeping under doors, in time tides force a wider crack
