The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not want
He maketh me to lie down in green pasturesHe leadeth me beside the still waters
He restoreth my soul
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name′s sake
Ye, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil
For thou art with me
I watch the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces
For a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak
Under the guise of anonymity I masquerade in thrilling mockery
An erection juts begrudgingly from twixt my silken Sunday pleats
The coffin is sealed face to go unrevealed
But I dare know what lies underneath
Two bloodless halves of a dark flower dead
Whose dream turned the nightmare that dwells beneath our darkened beds
How pathetically I broke her like a doll of porcelain
I found her primed for a raping that could never be
In wanton fallacy the temptress played
Deceiving taunting charming fools like me
Her silhouette an hourglass whose sands of time would empty fast
"A rose must remain with the sun and the
Rain or its lovely promise won't come true"
Than call me the nightfall the colder than death
A winter unending that′s stolen her breath
Dead and famous at last she's made it
Her mangled face haunting shameless
The death of peace endarkened times
Crowned an immortal yet stricken of life
The headlines read "Young Starlet: Dead!"
Drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit
Sodomized, defeminized
Silent the victor, vengeance is mine
In hell
She waits
In hell is where she waits for me
Seductress burns in sin
The succubus deceased
The funeral has ceased you can all rest at ease
My desire be not to kill again
I'll now disappear leaving legend to fear
So lock every door tight from now until eternity
Dead and famous at last she′s made it
Her mangled face smiling shameless
The death of peace endarkened times
Crowned an immortal yet stricken of life
The headlines read "Young Starlet: Dead!"
Drained of her lifesblood and nourished with shit
Sodomized, defeminized
I am the victor, vengeance is mine
I watch the bitter tears slalom down grief stricken faces
For a moments time I feel I am the god of which they speak
I, the misogynist
Her crooked smile my seal of hatred
Incarnate of the beast
The god of which they speak
