Dripping With Disgust - Benediction

Incarnadine

To wash the body of god in blood

When human nature is motive to kill

Soothsayer will be hunted

Do not confess on pain with death

In this dark age the truth is the destroyer

The tyranny of the mindless right

To persecute unsacred plight

From defected birth to deserved end

A blasphemy to live

With ancient curse

The hidden shame

Never to create

A living sin

And god to blame

Duty compells to hate

A black psychosis

Hidden murderous lust

A poisoned blade

Gilt edged and dripping with disgust

Spread a plague

To fight a plague

Hatred cloacked if fear

Lesions

Devour the brain

Screaming they’ll meet their end

A black psychosis

Hidden murderous lust

A poisoned blade

Clandestine edged and dripping with disgust

No room to breathe, no such fantasy

A last gasp as riddled with disease you fall

Fighting fire

With holy fire

Tragedy revealed

Innocence

Irrelevant

Vengeance it its own reason

A black psychosis

Hidden murderous lust

A poisoned blade

Wretched edged and dripping with disgust

Incarnadine

An image of god now drowning in blood