From south to north
From top to bottom, east to west
Nothing of worth
Saving, craving, nursing, to be had
The fruit is rotten as it always has been
No last chances, no if's, hatred reached its brim
Thus spoke my goddess through my barbed-wire doll
Cracks in mirrors formed words that I had already known
For all eternities
The world shall bleed, the cause is just
The cause is just another word for primal need
To punish those who uphold the ways of human filth
The stars are laughing in the face of failed gods
And let the pyre never dies
Never the same
And yet it's curse in any tongue
To call my name
It's to take a knife and carve a mark
Through meat and soul, through very will
And deeper,
Deeper,
Deeper still
They call me not
When hundredfold is not enough
They call me not
When demons tear the sky above
Their weakly children with oh-so-silky skin
It doesn't matter
I'm already in
The cause is just another word for primal need
To punish those who uphold the ways of human filth
The stars are laughing in the face of failed gods
And let the pyre never dies
All of my dreams and deepest wishes dared to lie
My heart imploded spawning forth the storm of scythes
A wound so perfect that no thing will sooth nor sate
Embrace
Erase
Reiterate
I am deliverer
I will de-liver