Lletres: Annotations Of An Autopsy. In Snakes I Bathe.

Sent down from above, I am no angel
My forked tongue bleeds nothing but hate

Pure hate

The path of the divine has long been forgotten
And his earth will remain a frozen wasteland
Working my way through the chaos I have created
Forked tongues flicker casting sweet blashemy
I wade amongst a sea of serpents, In Snakes I Bathe

Oh, serpentine creature
Bless me with the wealth of pure darkness
For I have enslaved his kingdom in your name
Excreted his remains upon his holy land

As I lay in a blanket of scales
A widening grin smeared across my face
I bathe in the tides I have created
As I watch his legacy turn to ash

Oh, serpentine creature
Bless me with the wealth of pure darkness
For I have enslaved his kingdom in your name
Excreted his remains upon his holy land

I am pure fucking hate

Just like your savior, your world is condemned.

Condemned.

(Thanks to Alicia for these lyrics)