Nordsciltim - In The Filth Where All Cull Perambulates Pain

Within elysian Kingdoms
I lived in Plenitude
Holding Father's boundless Wisdom
Basking in Mother's sweetest Love

But just the lachrymal Gate
Led to mephitic Ground
And only Sins could form a Key
To explore the other Side

"Languish one Life for your impious Deeds
In the Filth where all Cull perambulates Pain!"

Decarnalized my Soul flows through the Portal's Haze
My Mind is erased as my inner Core devides
The Spirit Sea to amniotic Fluid turns
Squalling with Dread into my Prison I am born

Below the Heavens, amidst the Whores
Weird Convicts gather to hail their newborn Son
Where yester Sinners hybridized with Apes
Herdes were begotten to serve the Wolves
Nordsciltim - Noble Scutcheon forged
In solemn Pride

My Words are my Hammer, which I throw
When I bleed
On gutted Husks whose Dreams are gone
With Meaning Substitutes they' re filled
But my Nordsciltim won't leave for Wine and Lust

They purloined my Youth
To smother the Fortune I' ve kept
No Lament, just sullen Grimness
Follows this tragic Bereavement

One Day I'll stand on the Peak
And gaze into the Emptiness
When Adorers creep to praise
The somber Children they had battered