Nemesis — Dark Fortress

Thronged Herded as cattle, and so unsuspecting Yet volatile Blind and deluded you prattle Calling forth the demon Summon your king A horror on wings

Primed for the slaughter

Oh, how you toil While precious walls are breaking Your lies unspoiled Your souls mine for the taking

And while you grope in the dark I will walk in your midst Poisoned sting at the ready And there will be no awakening

Rise, minions From venom reborn Shed your innocence Let the massacre commence

A simple ascent Luring in the hapless to turn on themselves Death in the air You fall Like raving fiends, you murder your own Humans will be humans When caught in my mare

But the worst is yet to come As your mindless spree continues I prepare to deliver the master stroke Your gods, your progenies Your guardian angels unguarded As I approach the inner sanctum In treachery cloaked

Unseeing offspring of sanctimonious bigotry Here is my gift to you My procreation in visceral blasphemy

Receive my seed Slowly to incubate Deep gorging into oblivion As your doom is plunged into your flesh

As they trickle down Drip, drip, drip, one by one A living, breathing feast awaits my spawn The longer you live The stronger they’ll become inside you Ah, look at them writhe, my little ones

And you will call me your god Begging me to deliverance from your sins And you won’t even know Until they eat through your skin