In Snakes I Bathe

Sent down from above, I am no angel.
My forked tongue bleeds nothing but hate.
Pure hate, pure hate.

The path of the divine has long been forgotten
And his earth will remain a frozen wasteland.
Working my way through the chaos that I have created.
Forked tongues flicker casting sweet blasphemy.

I wade amongst a sea of serpents, in snakes I bathe.

Oh Serpentine creatures.
Bless me with the wealth of pure darkness.
For I have enslaved his kingdom in your name,
Excreted his remains upon his holy land.

As I lay in a blanket of scales.
A widening grin smeared upon my face.
I bathe in the tides I have created.
As I watch his legacy turn to ash.

Oh Serpentine creatures.
Bless me with the wealth of pure darkness.
For I have enslaved his kindom in your name,
Excreted his remains upon his holy land.

I am pure fucking hate.

Just like your saviour, your world is condemned.