Into the Arms of Putrefaction

Deceiver default...To speak, communicating in the form of brutality
Deceiver default...To feel, pierce the skin to prove his fragility
Displayed to them all, mocking the lesser evil
Believer default...To hear, the cries of followers drowned in hypocrisy

The contradiction of ideals upon you
An infliction drowned in memories of blood

A civilisation of worth reduced to a decaying illusion
Betrayers removing the daggers from where you lie
Corruption and sin fed to a new generation
Held in the arms of putrefaction to die

An evolution in plague, like rats they come
The swarm, bringers of pain
Perfection in the art eradication
Pure finality, the means befitting you

The contradiction of ideals nailed upon you
Shall remain buried with your crown to rot

The deliverers for a new septic nation
Evolution in plague, like rats they come
Individuals crushed to sew the seed
Impartial to your fucking pathetic breed

Born...Filth revelation
Scorn…The reverent poor
Torn...Frayed ends of harmony
Hold...In the arms of putrefaction

The resignation of hope
No chance for the incarnation
An infliction drowned in a memory of blood

Insidious forms laugh at your position
Disrespect and hatred of you
The cause of downfall on your shoulders
The weight of time pulls your open wounds

In the arms of putrefaction
In the arms of putrefaction

In the arms of putrefaction
In the arms of putrefaction

The fate of the world rested with you
So called saviour, failed again
You wounded this world
Leaving a scar to slowly fade, Fade again