Baptized In A Storm Of Swords

(album: Funeral Dirge For The Rotting Sun - 2003)

I am alone killing my thoughts of outcome
Delusional virus of god on the verge of extinction
Inwardly caged empty in silence
Offering to the suicide king leaving the misery of god

A storm of swords to end my life (take me)
A storm of swords to end it all (drown me)
Lacersations from the sky to baptize my soul one last time

Rising from these seas of boiling blood (my own blood)
Torn from this birthed tomb that had no bearing on your choices
Still the dove of peace can not justify the bearing
Of the wounds of Christ

The blade of release uplifting in belief eyes opening to black reforming of this afterlife
This flame to resurrect following my own will holding the blade to chest escape from this scream of conjuring

Inhaling the blaze of forgotten fire
Scorching new blood to black
Through the center of the rotting sun
The sick angel with razors for wings
Resurrect me and offer me to suicide again
Faceless king engulfs me in freedom
A Venus of horror made imperial
Lay me back to soak my head in pure blood
Bleeding from my wrist... this stream of independence
As I raise my vision escapes
Feeding this surgery of the lifeless

Six sacraments of anguish and deceit
Six shadows of Baphomet's horns
Six fatherless bastards of grief

Birthright of the damned
We praise our souls descent
Bleeding like a cold river
Into eternal damnation

These lacerations entwined
An alliance of the blind
Drink deep of desecration
A murderous praise
I vomit upon the holy altar

Hooks of the embraced hang from the heavens
Sucking the endeavors of pain
Bleeding life from the lifeless
As I soar on the tempests sharp wings

Trading layers of flesh during intercourse
Orgasm found in asphyxiation while losing life
Tubes pumping fluid of evolution into a
Mutation for the birthing of the jackal

Rising from these seas of my own blood

As man's outer frame constricts with metal and tissue
A scaffold of torture to be raised as an altar
These interpretations of the surgical testament
Lying naked licking these wounds of humiliation