Temple Of Rancid Filth

Abaddon Incarnate 2007

My heart is a black temple
Cold and empty as Satan's abyss
All I am is poisoned flower
Spiteful and hateful

My heart is rotten and sour
Touch it, it beats malignantly
It hates you, I hate you
I spit with spite. I spit. I spit

Death. Death. Death. Death

I invert all of you and your lives
Look no longer to the sky
You who have dared touch my Black soul
Will now wither and die!!