Testo Spite Suicide

Terror by thy name burning thine bridge and heart

The same a year to drain my innocence

and course it though your blackened veins.


Oh demoness, what has our daughter become?

Trash for the insects to eat

What color eyes should be staring at me in my dreams

Abomination born in a union of hate,

killed in the name of the free and of our son.



To the sickle he clung, a featureless face for your nightmarish dreams.

Dilate extract dilate and bury it all mother
Vampirc mistress of night fed blood who pets her childs.