Mother of abominations

Our Lady Overkill

Smothering the congregation

Grips the cosmic wheel

A lover of acceleration

No mercy or brakes applied

I see dead stars collide

In her cold unflinching powerslide



Comets tear the skies

Gushing from a shattered silence

Never so alive

Like the rush of cum on nymphetamines

Minds desanitized

Nightchords rung on a ladder of violence

Darkness fantasised

Sleek and polished black



Instrumental in stripping Gods

To neuter and mute their slaves

Thereafter

Her laughter

Shalt sound aloft their future graves



Heavens above

Fear the Gorgon eyes of a new moon rising

Except no love

When she enters your golden halls

Millennial the whore

Riding wide astride the horns of madness

Clarions forth the war

Spilling the wine of her fornication

Perrenial the gore

Filling the lines between split nations

Seeping under doors

In time tides force a wider crack



Mother of abominations

Our Lady Overkill

Smothering the congregation

Licks the royal milk



The scourge hangs at her girdle

Death slathers near her heel

Seeking blood to curdle

When the gathered clouds reveal

Her roared abortive labour

Thighs slick with molten steel

Dripping into sabres

For Vulcan spawn to wield



Instrumental in stripping Gods

To neuter and lash her slaves

Thereafter

Her laughter

Shalt sound aloft the crashing waves



Heveans above

Fear the gorgon eyes of a new caste rising

Expect no love

When they enter your golden halls

On sanguine floods

Hear the foregone cries of the last surviving

Skewered like doves

Outside the wailing walls