Blasphemian

Ruins of monuments and fetal carcasses line the continents

Continuously crawling from the mouth of the abyss

My minions, vicious ingesting

They have come to conquer the cunt and slay the offspring

Harvesting the land of putridity, harnessing its treacherous essence

Aroused by the extermination

I, the apocalypse inseminator, bow to my infestation

The era of infant annihilation

The stench of feces and the fertile flesh

Drifts across the dawn horizon

The moist skin of fetuses gleam as the sun peaks through the darkness

The mist lingering over the lakes

Now cesspools of human remains

Clears to reveal a mountainous landscape of piled cadavers

Perched upon my throne, fetal limbs falling from my teeth

Slaved harlots by my side, sliding down my colossal cock

The conveyor belt descending the monolithic manor

Bearing the birth-spawn of I, The Elysian Grandeval Galeriarch

Perched upon my throne, fetal limbs falling from my teeth

The mist lingering over the lakes

Now cesspools of human remains

Clears to reveal a mountainous landscape of piled cadavers

The last great pharaoh to this bloodline of rape

A ruinous prophecy of blasphemous pedophilic triumph

We freely fondle and defile the desperate descendants

The angelic servants disfigured and maimed

Beyond all recognition or hope

Behold these fragile boys

They have seen too few winters to form their own regret

But their pain and desperation is hideously apparent

The stench of feces and the fertile flesh

Drifts across the dawn horizon

The moist skin of fetuses gleam as the sun peaks through the darkness

Behold, blasphemian

Infant annihilation