Beyond The Woods Of Funeral Dread

I forced her into epileptic convulsion
By injecting infected urine into her spinal cord

Impregnated demon eyes gazing upon a catholic rosary failure.
Images of the grave of a four year old child.
Who lives in my mouth beneath the hallowed ground
Screams from the murdered
No secret beauty i am deaths betrayal

Sadness is a freedom not for change
Unnamed beings decompose my rage
Drowned by the darkness
Taste the sadness that my life breeds

Walk with thy fleshless guest
As you journey into his deathless grin
He squawks and groans in murmuring sin

Beyond the woods of funeral dread
Coffins give birth to their fetal dead
Blasphemous infanticide to all is fed

Retiring to my hollow house six feet below
Embalmed to eventual decay. clothes rot hair still grows