Slaughterer Of Souls
You are a withered husk
Turned ashen by my touch
And though you beg
You quickly fall
Deader than night
Your soul my thrall
Your skin is useless
My flesh lust fed
Your bones in splinters
Your essence bled
Oblivion is what you crave
The spine of your mind
I've rotted and saved
I will slaughter your soul
Forever an infected endless hole
Burn the light
Out of your bloodsoaked grasp
The time for repentance
Burns dark in the past
I will slaughter your soul
Forever an infected endless hole
Not a trace is left of you
Each scr*p of skin forgone
The snuffing of a mortal flame
Banished to the void beyond
I will slaughter your soul
Forever an infected endless hole
