New
Bluelight Crew
The stench of metal undeveloped
Viscous textures down my throat
The art of aborting and de-souling
Slowly became my managed rote
The past becomes my future meal
My present to my current lust
Rage and heat flow through my fingers
As I devour its liquid rust
The innocence and purity
Make the kill that much sweeter
Those ignorant of truth and love
Are my sustenance, by the liter
Beings with no recognition
I rend outward from their core
My adrenal surge of high approval
Makes me hunger all the more
These unknown lives, these shadow humans
Those without womb - the worst offense
I seek their essence without abandon
And drink their souls - yeah, that makes sense
I feed off the souls of the unborn damned
Those beings made from scorn and hate
Devouring antichrists, two-by-two
Redeeming your race from its very fate
Viscous textures down my throat
The art of aborting and de-souling
Slowly became my managed rote
The past becomes my future meal
My present to my current lust
Rage and heat flow through my fingers
As I devour its liquid rust
The innocence and purity
Make the kill that much sweeter
Those ignorant of truth and love
Are my sustenance, by the liter
Beings with no recognition
I rend outward from their core
My adrenal surge of high approval
Makes me hunger all the more
These unknown lives, these shadow humans
Those without womb - the worst offense
I seek their essence without abandon
And drink their souls - yeah, that makes sense
I feed off the souls of the unborn damned
Those beings made from scorn and hate
Devouring antichrists, two-by-two
Redeeming your race from its very fate

