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