Shrine of Malice - Carnal Beast

Arise,
Come forth and into me,
O, Astaroth lift me of impurity,
Banished to lust for the evil calling me,
Pledged to my darkest fantasies,
I, Sinner of Hypocrisy,
Commit to my sin,
Corrupting the seed of this virgin,
Hark my offering of blood and innocence,
Take this whore as yours and unleash the Carnal Beast,

Asphyxiating the air from her lungs,
The uterus is filled with semen,
The cunt orgasms blood,
Growing inside her womb,
An inhumane child blooms into the world,

Conceived, driven by the gloom of uncertainty,
Filled with rage,
Fingers wrap around the hilt of the blade,
Slashing away,
Unwilling to die these are my tortured screams,
I shall become the taker of life and human suffering,
The ender of fate,

O, Astaroth,
Great Duke of Hell take my soul,
Just let find my place in Sheol,
Cut the tongue from my mouth for there is nothing left to say,
With these shards of my soul,
I offer myself away,
AWAY AWAY AWAY,

Hack and slash until I no longer feel the pain,
The Carnal Beast comes to take his offering,
If you refuse,
It will never leave you in peace,

No use in running,
No one’s fucking coming,
No point of escape for you to avoid your destiny,
Darkness embowers all that I’ve seen,
Hatred flows through these bones of despondency,

Suffering through the abyssal depths of abandonment,
Focused on making what was wronged right,
The pain of negligence courses through my roots and blood,
Cold-hearted from disappointment,
Grown accustomed to being forgotten,
Only the Beast came to me,
Astaroth,
Guide me through despondency.