Deinonychus
Fatalist
1. Prays to God, Sleep with the Devil
Prays to God Sleep with the Devil
I feel like fucking you in the cool night breeze Like a wolf baying at your door I wanted more
Sewed your eyes closed and lips shut Say no words of adore
I wanted your heart
It now rests as a trophy in a jar above my door At the end of my bed
So we can never be apart
Before the killing, we hide alone The church bell rang
Yet it held no tome
God can wait, the flock can wait You will bend to take me in
Taste my wanting cock
This will be the instrument of death
Cut your own throat
For me, kill yourself
As if these hands can be idle I cannot walk without confession Once I watch your slow death The last agonising breath Your words they cannot have voice No wails of bereft
I will appear once again My heart, It will be beating faster
Wanting you once more
The wolf baying at your door Wearing the cross
I have prayed to god Yet, slept with the devil.
2. Fatalist
Wherever the corpse lays Vultures will be gathered
I have seen many
devils
Paled and ashen to achieve their pain
Felt a hand against my face
Not with warmth
Or some weak loving caress
More decay than a heaving embrace
Even the repugnant seem to receive grace & prayer
With the opened gate
The wolf, again
Has walked amongst you, the sheep
Wore the corpses crown
To spin deaths tale
For the serpent is wicked
And here to defile
Will never kneel
That thought is vile
At the end a noose
You'll be hanging in my cellar
Ascension is tethered
A breath of horror, exhaled, unleashed
An unknown fate,
Soon you will look into true form of hate They will crow now, they will bay for blood
Only darkness will be thy judgement
Be it with forever said
Yes, we had our moment of time
But your last moment
Is to be all that is mine
A cowered bird caught in a cage
I have broken your wings
A sad state of demise
It smells like the dead
And I am...
I am... The fatalist.
3. The Human Heart Is a Cemetery
The human heart is a cemetery
And man's heart seems so full of darkness
Then god is wrathful
Respired only through vengeance
Lots of his words are spoken
But the tongue of languages Is broken
So sad this downfall Harlots, we worship at their feet
And make heroes of villains
They walk amongst us With deceit
We are lost
We have fallen
All our dead, at what cost
Fuck this belief
They have all but forgotten
Our generations filled with grief
You want to worship death
Here, I give you a future
Filled with violence and pain
Yet, you will not be sold Before all grow old
These stories will be told
So...hear my words
Before man's fall,
Fuck you all.
4. A Cross to Bear with Sorrow
5. Beast Throne
Gods image has been corrupted
When man can lay down, open his legs wide gaping
To receive his seed and conceive
And his women does not bleed
The begotten apple has turned rotten
He truly has become the rotting christ
God is slowly being forgotten
That's what happens when you trust a whore
The serpent had words
You choose not to listen
Let's start this war
Take me to the church, let it burn
It deserves no less, no more
So a throne can be set for a beast
Laid out with a feast
Greed no longer seems sin
And you can be forgiven
Fust by the colour of skin...
With no fucking judgement
Maybe the wrong side of war did not win...
All murder begins
With a sadistic intent
This is not the goodbye
Nor an end
ALLES
HEIL
SATAN
6. Lucifer, I Witness
With each and every last breath
Someone has reached their end
With a rapturous last sigh
A child woke this morning
Knowing that with the coming dark
Someone will have crept into their bed Weep child no more
Take my hand
I won't let you suffer all alone
It's not the devil that walks through that door
bell
They will not hear the mercy
For every headline of your suffering
They blind with acts of blood
Every handprint is painted with sin
Each man that crosses your path
He will cut you,
Spill your innocence and feel you within Each has his turn to please
I, Lucifer am here to be your witness
A familiar guide
I hear your cries
I will not let you die...alone
My words are a quatrain left with pain Neither of forgiveness
Nor to atone
Give you my band
For all the lonely come to me
The father of fracture, disease and collector of obituaries
And the depraved who had their way
Your courage was shown with each thrust
You never lost your heart in silence
Gave them nothing for their sickened lust I await them in hell
Whilst someone... somewhere is crying your name
I lay you into the grave
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