Down here the faint light lingers
Before me lies a sallow form
A woman with dreary eyes like mine, squirming on the floor
Still hollow minded from the desanctification I’m sure it’s just a delirium
but reality strikes as I realize the horror that’s about to be exercised
I’m carried down to the benumbed being
With an empty glare towards my Master I whisper
“Oh Lord, what art thou doing to me?”
He commands “proceed!” and we are put into unmistakable positions
Wide awake in our shells, drowning in agony we are put through
forced engagement in the funereal desires of our Lord
Our mouths are weeping from the trauma of this immense betrayal
Cloaked in morbid misery with dissolving minds
unable to restrain from forced fornication, our bodies besmirched by undivine intervention
Carnal contamination – abuse, violate, repeat!
Deceived and left with the deceased
In a crypt bereft of silence echo the wheezing breaths of desperation
Forced engagement in the funereal desires of our Lord
Forsaken by the prophet, pure deceit!
Snatched, thrown down to the crypts of terror
Compelled into submission, forced breeding under influence of the rancid dead