Ritual Killer - Lord Mantis

I deny my life

Born from shit

A life of flies

I decide who dies

My existence is blood

Hold a grudge

Fight me, I want you

In the dark

I found my existence in hate

Failure is drawn to you

In the sediment of self decay

Fail — I want you to

Weakness envelopes your life

In line with the dead you lie

Hear your calls

The real is unreal

In new light I found

New existence in death

Frozen, possessed

Permanent dysphoria

They come to tear your severed head in devil’s blood

Your dreams have brought them shattering your inner self

I smell your pussy crying, little girl

And at your weakest I’m coming to tear you down