The soft flesh of children in my teeth
Their soft whimper as they bleed out
The land full of life now a mere heath
Their lands now bleached by drought
I am the unholy spawn of hells wraith
I gorge on the heart of your one love
I am the true anti messiah of all faiths
I feast on the torn bits of dead doves
I am darkness the bringer of sorrows
I am anarchy the holder of madness
I ensure there is not ever a tomorrow
I cause all the sadistic tainted sadness
I am pain I hand tie all your slipknot
I add you the list just another naught