I Am Deceiver
Room by room, constructing an isolation of innocence
Immersed by waves of never-ending panic
Decay
Thy will shall be raped and ravished
Masters mark upon my canvas
Perverse stain the purest page
Dark kind words flow from the mage
Mars are masking restless terrors
Lie my fate to bed with errors
Intent concealed thy simple eyes
Fathers mind shall be my guide
As I Recite these words unto you
Former demeanors shall crumble
For Death is not a thing of fear
For its the living that are cursed
Room by room, constructing an isolation of innocence
Immersed by waves of never-ending panic
Decay
Wretched findings sightless sightings
File the torments under hell
Establish carnal power
Address the needs, the people's people
Burn the temple axe the steeple
Violation of the feeble
We chose our death
Bare, The fruits of your labor
Starve child I am god
Knowledge, take, eat from the apple
In my sin you applaud
Victors bathe in the spoils
As the failures survive
This sin you applaud
Starve child I am God
Room by room, constructing an isolation of innocence
Immersed by waves of never-ending panic
Decay
By this life it is a gift
To choose the ways we finish it
The living breathing accursed seeping
Inhabitants devout to teachings but a be life
Can cause lost sleep to follow me
This promise I'll keep
And read about life
To live without
Stress and strife these days brings about
Death is not of fear
It's the living that are cursed
Room by room, constructing an isolation of innocence
Immersed by waves of never-ending panic