Alienated Cast into the spiraling realms of deceit, I sought an asylum A barren burrow, a place to keep The embodiments of my twisted phantasms Evolve and to emerge once ripe As the labyrinthine shadows sway in reminiscence upon The sharp walls within this austere abyss I am to carve, bare-boned, my own castrum doloris And into my castle of grief I will invite the weakened With a promise of protection From the future’s tearing claws of perdition Encapsuled in a solitary crypt I will distill purify my fanaticism In the comfort of the grave I will ripen the slaves Ferment and breathe the exuding stench of rot! Tomb to womb reversed birth I’ll dwell in the entrails of mother Earth Before I emerge I am to gather, secretly The means of my disposal Men, women and children lured Down into my cavern in search of salvation But remember: Thou who cureth can maketh ill My means to drain their secretions My snakeoil to void minds It is my destiny to spread the elixir of suffering Throughout the veins of this world So when I beckon thee, come to me! Tread into Nil, become the mindly absentee Visions of evil distilled Come! There’s a future to fulfill Catafalque copulatiom, to breed upon the altar of devastation Womb to tomb to womb Toxemic envenomation of the void