Flayed Lord
Static screens in front of me
Flys swarming all around me
(do you all hail)
A rotten stench kisses my
nose
(the flayed lord)
bones start to finally go
cold
Frozen corpse sweating
bullets I can’t figure out
what’s coming
Frozen corpse sweating
bullets I can’t figure out
what’s coming
Plucking wings from each
fly feasting on them to look
past the third eye
Shivering limbs, I can’t feel
Is this how you really feel?
Unhinged door frames
Stained carpet floor
Blistering skin rushing to
barricade the door
(I find solace within him
and the night)
A dark passenger of the night
whispering in serpent tongue
to take my own life
A dark passenger of the night
(my dark passenger)
I see his shadow dance on the
walls, singing blissfully until
the end of night falls
(Levitating above shattered
floorboards)
until the morning comes,
I am the flayered Lord
( flayed lord)
until the morning comes,
I am the flayed Lord