To the Tune of My Umbrage, The Rancours Conquer Thee

Cry forth your tears of sadness That which bring me joy The wine I thirst for That quenches my dark desires To the tune of dissonant strings The fallen angels will join and sing Amidst The sulfurous stench of the mire Oblivion calls to you as Your blood and purulence runs Like the vengeful River Styx When it fornicates Acheron Your sorrow feeds my joy And if your body is your temple I will desecrate you Until you are Ravaged beyond recognition, Decimated to ruins And your throe makes you its slave... Only then will you know my pain.