Watain

He lives through me
All of what I am
The needle of hamartia
Injected in the flesh of man
With the soul of a carrion
Sleeping, yet awake
For underneath this skin
Crawls eden's cursed snake
Hic est draco caudam suam devorans!
You may have felt it's cold
Carressing down your spine
Gently yet with strength
And with a morbid touch
For its real shape is a razor
Smeared with the Devil's seed
And infected with it's plauge
Are the scars from which I bleed
I am the earth
Chained to horns
Its ground is my flesh
Pierced by Holy thorns
I am the earth
Burning deep within
It's water is my blood
Blackened by my sins