The God Butcher

Welcome to the halls of the lost
Where gods come and go
The inbred offspring or the elder ones
Mortal life their fleshy show

A winged horse drenched in holy blood
The clouds dripping red
In the sky floats a headless god
The rain of death has just begun

An outcast from a forgotten world
Dreaming of a godless age
Blackened with vengeance and dripping with hate
Slaying through to the genesis of all
Pantheons of fearsome immortals shall fall

Tempests of fire in a burning land
Bodies scattered across the red sands
Waves of blood on empty coasts
Nothing in the air but dust and echoes
A godless city left to its ghosts

Undisturbed for a thousand years or more
The air black with flies and the trees strung with gore
A wretched, unending quiet
When it rains only maggots fall
on the slow rotting flesh of gods

An outcast from a forgotten world
Dreaming of a godless age
Blackened with vengeance and dripping with hate
Slaying through to the genesis of all
Pantheons of fearsome immortals shall fall

Dead lies the gods of war
Of plagues & disease
Gods of degradation & death
Of love & peace
Gods of nature in the forests they loved
Nailed to the trees

The worlds burn one by one
All is dead and gone
The damned suffer in the sun
The Butcher's war is won