The Macabre God

Struggle of opposites

See the bleeding Gods

Death needs no angels

Skewers in His scrotch

Eaten to the tail

Only remainders are left

The spreading wings of fear

killed for theft

Theft of dark influence,

the perception of pain

The gods fight a wa

for the malicious, to retain

Feathers circling

Stick through the heart

A blood-soaked dress

The pain of wrath

Darkness will reign

Death is heir apparent

Surviving the struggle

Giving commandments

"To allow the acts of God

The underworld shall fall apart

A solution brought with pleasure

A stick through the heart

To abandon all intruders

All done by the macabre God!

The macabre God!"