Within the hearts of men I wait in silence
Upon the throne of a tragedy
The great divide, your arms stand defiant
Who shed their blood on humanity
Oh to wipe the filth of discontentment
From the mouths of desparity
Would satiate the palate of my temperance
Inflamed disgust and depravity
Unbound, the pulse increases
Concrete, my will to smite
Disdain, a fetid odor
Unclean, you now must end
Exterminatrix of the obscene and vile
Eradication of the weak
And by the blade or by a storm of arrows
All the thorns are weeded out
The truth behind the words you blindly follow
To clarify all impurity
The hand of judgment bends to my intention
To clear the path of obscurity
My home is your shadow
Your world is my domain
My price is your extinction
Your end is my objective
Make way for my majesty
So glorious in flight
So cower now in fear of me
And yield to me your heartbeat
Asleep in the shadows, awaiting return
A seed of no worth, bereft of purpose
Open your arms, my children
Your mother has returned