Untitled Decay
 
                                                  Surviving the flames of decadence, here we stand.
                      Ravaging the remains of our starved minds.
 Come and take my hand.
 
I’ll lead you through this twisted darkness, I’ll be your piece of forgiveness.
Take my hand through this wasteland,
I’ll lend my ear for your misery, I’ll be your guide through this field of demons.
Take my hand again…
Breaking the lies of our brethren.

                                              Together we will stand and take on the forces at hand,
We'll stand together against the devastation we have manifested in one another.
                                      Taking all of it, and devouring your souls.
                                                                             One in one, hand in hand.
 
                                                  We’re….
                                                                                Un…
                                                                                                                                                                       STOPPABLE.
 
                                           What do you have left without us to shepherd your flock?
                        What have you with the yes and no, what not?
Am I coming through clear?
                        Do you understand that feeling…. Your fear?
 
Come and take my hand.
I’ll lead you through this twisted darkness, I’ll be your piece of forgiveness.
Take my hand through this wasteland,
I’ll lend my ear for your misery, I’ll be your guide through this field of demons.
Take my hand again…

                                                         I.
                                                     WILL.
                                                 DESTROY.
                                                      YOU.
 
                                                                                       We will consume your soul…
                                   We will make you something of your nothing.
We will make you (w)hol(e) – y.
                                   Somewhat divine…
                                                                              You’ll crawl back begging this time.
 
Come and take my hand.
I’ll lead you through this twisted darkness, I’ll be your piece of forgiveness.
Take my hand through this wasteland,
I’ll lend my ear for your misery, I’ll be your guide through this field of demons.
Take my hand again…
                   I will lead you down the path of your own tortured defecation.