Thirdmoon Suicide Spawn
I speak the last litany
Then I take a noose and hang myself
Destiny - suicide!
Seduced by the rotten - bleed on seven crosses
Entwined with guts - skewered by own ribs
We will meet and fight again
So carve until...
I demand your whispers
Impaled one
Your death will be forsaken
The skin will be impaled
Warefare begind
Crusade against conspired heaven
Betrayal - lies. Vomit on the heavenly empire
Bath in the entrails of Jehovah
For deterrent abortion as a warning
Spit the blood that I am!
An astral angel seduces me with her cunt
Failed!
We will meet and fight again...
