Bow down to the queen
The intervention of god and Satan
Listen to her words are be sodomized, ye bastards of the slumps
Honor the demoness of carnage and sin
A prophet of suffering and death
An opening void of warmagedon
Hail Demora
Becoming a new adoration
Her boundless joy
She slain all risen gods
Submit to her delighted rage
Hail Demora
Ignoramuses charge the gate
Victims of her blood sport
Executed underneath the cursed sun
The wrath of a ruling queen
Eradicated under the mass death
Spare none, treachery, you will not survive
Her infatuation of bondage torture
Till you lay skinned and rotted
She is the black vison of unholy sacrament
The birth of wilder hate
Her mastered passion greed
Forges a new dark age
Playing the view of war, she grins
With sinister wyes echoing a demonic laughter
As innocent burn in cremation
Hail Demora
Bow serpents and lions
Ingenerated from Demora’s shrine
Graced from Gia’s star
Blessed with serenity, strength, and beauty
Chanted by Diablerie monarchs
Dancing enchantress witchcraft coursing into Archellion blood cells
Evolving woman and beast of Strata, the cause of famine
Life sources shall drought and vex
For life of bondage, chained of carnage and sin has sewed into breeding hell
Now the blood thirsty nightmare Allison of unextinguished flames
With scarlet kin, eagerness to rise, eagerness to kill and rule
Look into her dead eyes it speaks fornication
Obliteration of man and woman, just to spite gods
For without their commoners, they wreck of rotten forlorn
Hail Azalia, she is bane cat-o-nine tails bedevil scourge
A disease to land barriers
Menacing birches for catastrophic centuries
Procreating canker bubonic plagues
Just to please her insidious deportment
Sprouting dispassionate vibrations, god deicide she is
Voices mourn unheard, shall remain unspoken
Azalia consumes this putrid sphere, forever mute
Don’t be hoaxed, she craved concupiscent, from that of vicious rays
The Evile Angel
The scowling harpy
The seductive mermaid
Anger’s beauty
She will kill you as you lie unblessed
You can’t hide as her demons rise
The demonic possessing
You can’t hide, all you can do is resign
She has no shame in murder, the sickness is yours to hold
You are a crouching coward, kneeling before the queen
The malevolent goddess is disappointed
You will pay the toll with your blood drenched tears
Understand she is venomous hate, all you can do is feel fear, spread your pain, embrace your meaningless life, give into lady death, she will take you
Your days are numbered, the genocide of your people is near
Do not fight back, this is something you cannot win
This isn’t a war
This is mass extermination
Beautiful angel fallen from grace
Abandoned from the gods she trusted, who she loved
Branded as a betrayer
Her wings clipped, banished from her heaven leaving her holiness behind
Revenge coursing through her veins
Evile as her prime objective
In the clutches of Satan, chained, obeying his every order, bearing his mask
Becoming a demonic figure, a sadist, enjoying the pain of Angels
Standing against her gods with the seven daggers of sin
The more lives she claims, the more her greed festers
There is no grace, no hope, no love, and no faith within the sloth
A glutton for punishment, but she is impervious
Face her wrath, let her kill, so viewtiful as the corpses pile, eaten by the scavengers of hell
A lust for vengeance is her lover, the only thing that pleases her
Taking pride in every dastardly deed she commits, holding on to it like an unborn child
Green with envy for her former comrades, she slays them all, the last god has met their end
Holding their severed head to the dusk sky
She soaks in grace’s blood, but she is not satisfied
Lucifer will meet his end as well, by her hands
Genitallia on an Azalia
Remember taking a cruise to Australia;
And I did forget to bring my genetalia;
Gently put down;
Without a sound;
Were found lying on a flowering azalea.
Jim Horn
Ate you laughing. A smile would be helpful.
Every action Azalia takes out-weights the gravity of god
Fostering the symmetry of worlds, how it must be
A vision of an impenetrable force
Cultish prayer to the true Omni
Covering heaven and hell in vast darkness
Wilding a composer that can’t be shrouded
Hear the chants that abstract the odium
We follow are true lord
Enough with these false gods
Azalia, neither born of the darkness and light
Just like us
Bringing forth a new breed of power
Ravish the weak, with your incomparable strength
Sprout your ways and bring us to the truth
Absorbing the deadly rays of glory
Slay these vultures of a dying dogma
Let your infliction strike
Retrieving pride of Nirvana
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