Chaosweaver Buried In A Swamp
Bury not the cadaver in the churchyard
Plunge it into an abysmal bog hole
There it shall slumber
Unseen, bloodless, withering
Between gnarled trees
(And) We shall dread never, ever again
At the age of ten she was baptized
Secrets were revealed to her
Now she's tortured, hanged, abused
In this filthy land, buried
The beast shall never return
Nor feel the morning sun
Drowned, the way it's supposed to be
At the age of ten she was baptized
Secrets were revealed to her
Now she's tortured, hanged, abused
In this swamp, buried
The beast shall not return
Nor see the sunrise again
Drowned, like it was meant to be
High altar hidden in the woods
Lies had filled her heart
Sacrificing her own fluids
To a antlered god, banished by Christ
Marks on her skin deceived her
To the witchhunter, blinded by greed
"Silence! I am your God now! Die, witch, die!"
