the Queen ripping the peel, grinding with frozen fervor, coalescing with cream. Slowly emerge the tower of decadent ice. Now force feed and cover the masses who rape, the flesh bags who ignore the prosperity of beings they distress.
the Queen gripping the heels, mincing those who disobey, grotesque land of humans. Slowly imbibe the tower of decadent ice. Now fill the grinder of the masses who rape, the graveyard bowels rapidly churn from complacency to urgency. To urgency.
the Queen ripping.
the Queen gripping.
Peel. Now. Freeze.
Possessed by ice.
Track Name: Moss Transmogrification
See, ignore, the valid breath around you
Please yourself, so one death matters not
But another does, you couldn't stomach
Split the hive mind mentality, selfish fools
Prying eyes and buried by society
Dying lives and catered by industries
Why does one benefit and not the other?
Why do you protect one and kill another?
I blend in the green you misconceive
Watch your every move in disbelief
Prey upon the predators
Telepathically introduce empathy
Spores growing from within
Your body changing
Correcting you at the molecular level
The moss clumps and repeats
A complex transmogrified
Skin fibers green and damp
Organs, blood, and bones irrelevant
Your life is now fodder to birds and bottom feeders
Track Name: I
Death raised conduct, I can't run from what I was taught
Ruined bodies, dense, I'll cave in
Blame the Earth, I will
Bodies decay (and every being is slain)
I remain the world's war lord
Replace the heart, the engine
Reveals itself whole
Gorges on all slain meat
What if you turn?
Don't run now
Was it fate?
Was it a curse?
End my life
I'm the killer
Wipe the cloth
Why the cries?
In this flesh
Digest and take
Chose death and then lied
Bringing murderers down with me
I'll feed Him