God Slayer Lyrics
Band | |
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Album | The God Slayer(2023) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Nu Metal |
Labels | Cleopatra Records |
Ranked | #166 for 2023 , #9,395 all-time |
Album rating : 55 / 100
Votes : 3
Votes : 3
12. God Slayer (3:49)
Oh great faint mother I call upon thee
To deliver the angel of death
To reclaim what it has stolen from me
For there is a beast
Made of murder
I can no longer keep chained
I feel it's muscled tail
Twitching
Coiled in my guts
It's armored spikes ready to erupt
Up my spine, puncturing my liver and my kidneys
Piercing through my thin freckled skin
A crooked little smile
It's weaves weave a blistering membrane inky and slick
From my wrist bones to my hips
Narrowing now
For its first ravenous flight
My impassed conscience unshackled from my troubled mind
It's tiresome ambiguities
I am lost to it
I have no memory of myself, my purpose, our family name
I am now just scale and flame
The angels shrivel beneath my gaze
This room a tomb
A graveyard rot
My demands float away on the perfume of my own doom
This is all I've got
So now I must consume
The powerful know me
My becoming keeps them awake at night
Shivering in their feculant beds as I sharpen my claws on the bones of their dead
And this may be not what I sought
But now I can burn cities with hatred to the ground
And the gods would not bring me down
I am [?] an incinerating beast of endless rage
A nightmare full of teeth
Empty I turn my gaze
Kneel and feed me
"Hi Otep, the world is ready for you Otep. They're ready for you to come back and knock it out of the park. I have all the faith in the world in you sister. I love you and I can't wait to talk to you."
To deliver the angel of death
To reclaim what it has stolen from me
For there is a beast
Made of murder
I can no longer keep chained
I feel it's muscled tail
Twitching
Coiled in my guts
It's armored spikes ready to erupt
Up my spine, puncturing my liver and my kidneys
Piercing through my thin freckled skin
A crooked little smile
It's weaves weave a blistering membrane inky and slick
From my wrist bones to my hips
Narrowing now
For its first ravenous flight
My impassed conscience unshackled from my troubled mind
It's tiresome ambiguities
I am lost to it
I have no memory of myself, my purpose, our family name
I am now just scale and flame
The angels shrivel beneath my gaze
This room a tomb
A graveyard rot
My demands float away on the perfume of my own doom
This is all I've got
So now I must consume
The powerful know me
My becoming keeps them awake at night
Shivering in their feculant beds as I sharpen my claws on the bones of their dead
And this may be not what I sought
But now I can burn cities with hatred to the ground
And the gods would not bring me down
I am [?] an incinerating beast of endless rage
A nightmare full of teeth
Empty I turn my gaze
Kneel and feed me
"Hi Otep, the world is ready for you Otep. They're ready for you to come back and knock it out of the park. I have all the faith in the world in you sister. I love you and I can't wait to talk to you."
The God Slayer - Lyrics