The Seed
Pripjat
I feel pity for the blind
A thrown away existence
Worthless cell trapped in a shell
Mind sealed with ancient scriptures
Gun powder, mixed with blood
With sperm and holy spirits
Castrated prophets, predestined to rape
Blood stained dogmas, verses of hate
Dogs of the cross!
Dogs of the crescent!
What’s done is done
It can’t be changed
Your victims won’t come back
But still I will enjoy the act
And stab you in your fucking neck
Long years have passed since we have met
Can you remember me?
Oh father I'm your seed
An I came back to make you fucking bleed!
I know all about
Your crusades against reason
The stains you left behind
Now stand befoe you – are you blind?
Children snuffed, raped, left to die
But one of them survived
Unless until the spawn was born
She went away, I came to mourn
What’s done is done
It can’t be changed
Your victims won’t come back
But still I will enjoy the moment
When my hands will bring you torment
Long years have passed since we have met
Can you remember me?
Oh father I'm your seed
An I came back to make you fucking bleed!
Face to face now, blood to blood
A family reunion
The father falls, slain by his son
A last crimson communion
You legacy will die with you
To dust you shall return
You made her look into your eyes
You’ll look in mine while I tear out your spine!