I heard you could walk on water
I watch you play victim to the tombs
Slaughter of a filthy pig!
I'd watch your skin turn on the spit
But I wouldn't consume
I won't infect my body
Syllables
Invite you to your tomb
Favour taken, service
To rip out the tongue
Let them suffer
Aware if their miserable lives
Restore balance and move on
You grow submissive, unbearable
I don't do this for justice
The look in your eyes as we consume you
Wade in the water
A beast to slaughter
Wade in the weight, the water
A beast to slaughter
I'd gladly watch your skin turning on
I know you're seeing this through
On the back end
Set in your conviction, are you?
I heard you could walk on water
The flesh is rotten
Burn till it's forgotten
