Iterations of I

Interminable emphasis
Ephemeral to fade
My gratification
Lurking in the blood, like plague
Eerie hauntings recrudesce
Bedeviled sanctify
To perish unexplained
Left to rot, iterations of – I

Reduced to ashes, scattered dust
I will betray all of your trust
I am the knife that stabbed your back
And broke you on the fucking rack

Iconoclast to tear those sails
Hammer cruciFICTION nails
Born unholy, hybridize
Seven sins upheld with pride
Portent returns
Defy intrusion unconcerned
Existence a vital lust
In opulence I leave you crusts – I

Reduced to ashes, scattered dust
I will betray all of your trust
I am the knife that stabbed your back
And broke you on the fucking rack

Kneel once more, the Death Church temple
Your immolation a poor example
Play the victim, feed that fire
Immortal, I’m the purifier
Your flesh, is weak
And mentally it’s looking bleak
Your flesh, is weak
And mentally it’s looking bleak
Shattered trust from my misdeed
Delude yourself, let your flesh bleed – Bleed!
Perpetuate my dynasty
Assassination’s reign
Chaperone to torment
Herald of pain
Future’s past, temporal peace
Never got your sweet release
Repossession, battle cry
You’ve always seen that I am I
I am the thorn within your side
The hydra you can not abide
Here to plunder your last breath
I am the portent, I am death