Unholy Gravebirth

Oh, Father, I have done as you wished

Gathering the implements of the conjuration

I now read from the sacrament

Made with the skin of virgin genitals

Their screams echo like thunder

Within these monuments of stone

The blood of the severed now stains my blade

The sacrificed; the newborn flesh

I have been patient long enough

Prophecies have spoken of one

The one who could bare such potency

Accounts of anaemic attempts have been visible throughout centuries

I bestow the heads of virgins and the first-born sons

Upon this slab, slowly slicing at her uterus to ensure

I don't deface this newborn clitoris

Upon this slab, slowly slicing at her uterus to ensure

Each incision doesn't deface the beauty of this newborn clitoris

Craving to caress the severed skin of her anus

While groping the gristle as it slides down my penis

I bestow the heads of virgins and the first-born sons

The horns of the lamb and intestines of the children

Prophecies have spoken of one

The one who could bare such potency

Accounts of anaemic attempts have been visible throughout centuries

I bestow the heads of virgins and the first-born sons

The horns of the lamb and intestines of the children

Arise, oh, necromantic lord!