Unholy Grail
Black Holy water,
Dripping from the cup,
Fill me with slaughter
Oh, F*** me up.
The demons' blood
it calls to me,
ever more clear
After every drink.
they want the one thing that they have not,
Holy blood, And they'll get every drop.
for they have found their way to me,
and now even heaven can see.
This urge deep inside,
has taken complete control.
It's time to make them believe,
It's time to rock and roll.
I feel it surging through me,
pouring through my veins:
Electrifying madness,
Enabling pain.
black Holy water,
Breaching the cusp,
give me a reason
And more blood lust.
The demons wishes
Sound just like mine,
I can't see the difference
So I guess it's time.
My only purpose is to spread the fear,
to break the hope, make it lifeless here.
My only reason is to bring more pain,
warp realities and guide the blind to flames.
I have a mission, Blissful lives I'll take,
Their blood in coalition for the demons veins.
Black Holy water,
Love deeper than drugs,
I am your martyr,
Your unholy one.
You are my purpose,
I am your tool,
Give me the feeling.
And I'll bleed the fools.
Copyright © Bo Vigoren | Year Posted 2016
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