Prattle Of The Dead

Xristianity is dead, cerimonial baptisims.
Vows for weak and foolish sheep.
Slay the lambs and watch them bleed.
Where is your god as you die ?
Your feeble king was sacrificed.
You kneel-pray and believe the lies,
of a non-existing afterlife.

Prattle of the dead
Prattle of the dead

Amongst thee, with whom I walk.
"The benefactor"
Death

Take my hand and walk with me,
through the shadows of necromancy.
Reach out for me and I'll be there,
but fear not, I'm everywhere.
In my realm a necrosis bliss.
Nothing alive escapes my wrath.
Lifes' necessary evil-
Somnambulistic meloncholy...

Amongst thee, with whom I walk.
"The benefactor"
Death

Prattle of the dead
Prattle of the dead