King of the Pigs

hooves move on the hollow ground here

broken before

inside youll feel hell and soon breeding doubts

so far away i delight in each suicide

i plan out your life and what u might find

enter the rapture of enchanted succubi

suffer your children for her will is mine

show me no heart for within you will die

hooves move on the hollow ground here

broken before

inside youll feel hell and soon breeding doubts

every last tear will soon become mine

slipping into the bare skin i shall drown

chained to the past the norm shall see nothing

no nothing, be nothing, the emptiness coming

each one of them smiling with death by their side

bleed through this world that serpents contrived

pillars of sand burnt out of the ocean

each glimpse of happiness a forgotten notion

abyssmal conception now from the cease of all motion

hate to bloom on all fours

hooves move on the hollow ground here

broken before

inside youll feel hell and soon breeding doubts

too late for me here...wont be without a smile on my skull.