The Land of Honeyed Offal Lyrics

My crown is one of vomit, my coronation born in filth
By the human scum beneath me, who've feared since long ago
Mercy, an illusion crafted by the weak
Whose terror at the greater ones drove warm blood from the meek
Blood deserved by those who'd spill it with no sympathy at hand
And pour it in the oceans of the honeyed offal land
Whose organs taste of sugared breads, whose bile is like wine
Whose rivers run with blood and cum until the end of time

I rape, I slaughter
I butcher and I slay
I sodomize your human earth
With the phallus of decay
I massacre, I defile
I spread my morbid plague
I infect your peaceful night
And haunt your waking day

My brutality is endless, my heart is non-existent
I pry the sewers open and summon pigs and whores
My flock is ever-growing, craving sin and lust untold
The perverted legions beckon, and my splendor now unfolds
Procreating odium, smashing the saintly dogs
The moral and the righteous reduced to vacant, sickened dolls
The gore, the blood, the sickness, the despair and the sin
My eternal reign of blight and blackened skies shall now begin

I ascend to
My throne of iniquity
I ascend to
My throne of iniquity
I ascend to
My throne of iniquity
I ascend to
My throne of iniquity...