Thronged
 Herded as cattle, and so unsuspecting
 Yet volatile
 Blind and deluded you prattle
 Calling forth the demon
 Summon your king
 A horror on wings

 Primed for the slaughter

 Oh, how you toil
 While precious walls are breaking
 Your lies unspoiled
 Your souls mine for the taking

 And while you grope in the dark
 I will walk in your midst
 Poisoned sting at the ready
 And there will be no awakening

 Rise, minions
 From venom reborn
 Shed your innocence
 Let the massacre commence

 A simple ascent
 Luring in the hapless to turn on themselves
 Death in the air
 You fall
 Like raving fiends, you murder your own
 Humans will be humans
 When caught in my mare

 But the worst is yet to come
 As your mindless spree continues
 I prepare to deliver the master stroke
 Your gods, your progenies
 Your guardian angels unguarded
 As I approach the inner sanctum
 In treachery cloaked

 Unseeing offspring of sanctimonious bigotry
 Here is my gift to you
 My procreation in visceral blasphemy

 Receive my seed
 Slowly to incubate
 Deep gorging into oblivion
 As your doom is plunged into your flesh

 As they trickle down
 Drip, drip, drip, one by one
 A living, breathing feast awaits my spawn
 The longer you live
 The stronger they'll become inside you
 Ah, look at them writhe, my little ones

 And you will call me your god
 Begging me to deliverance from your sins
 And you won't even know
 Until they eat through your skin