The Foul Stench Of Vomiting Blood - Gloria Morti

Drink the vile blood of the dead

I am no longer human

I have become death

In me joy and love intertwine

I’ll replace hope with hope

Taking your body and mind

As I slowly take out the unborn

Forcing you to feed on your scion

The one who gives

The one to lift the shadows

Come to me, step to the light

I’ll replace your god with mine

Bodies

Piled

Rotten

Flesh

Slowly pushing the blade in

Feminine scream like stroke of the harp

Licking the infected wound

Impure thoughts free from the mind

Necro-Pedophilist

Licking

Skin

I’ll replace hope with hope

Taking your body and mind

As I slowly pull out the unborn

Forcing you to feed on your scion