Pinned in the Lair Lyrics

Seeping from the coffin
Miasma greets me ill
Clawed from the awaited solemn prespun phrase
Behind the mist leers that grinning face
Mocking deaths command by a greater will

And the manacle of hate
Still razor sharp

Encroaching my thoughts and guiding my hand
To a metallic trigger
Infesting my touch to the one I adored
Quivering in fear
In a trance the nights eclipse and bleed
Through the haze I wander
Condemned to the seventh spiral
I am pinned in the lair
Through veins of innocence courses that oil
Of sadistic intent
How can one defile fate?
With the Black Mark sealed
An inherited malignant eye
Plotting
Mocking
My promises
As I succumb to the malady
He embodies me whole
Devouring my soul
The father
The son
One and the same

A circle sealed
Locked tight
For the ritual
I sacrifice
To the birth right
I receive

In fevered awakening she beckons me
Her voice above the rapture
Through dutiful naive trust you were scorned
You bastard son
Of no wicked spawn