Murder to Dissect - Ovid's Withering

The birthing of a paradox through Corinna’s womb

A gravewind breath given form

The affliction strangling all mirth

Nails bent and torn

Clawing at the marrow

Carving out sanguine dreams

Godless insurrection

Connect the fall with the rise of his catalyst

Pulsing through his fingertips like specious blood

To summon a body to open a portal to Solus

Resurrect the pious just to tear them down again

Tracing along the veins

These lamentations of Gaia

Now the visions are clear

Murder to dissect

Gaze upon your idled creations

Glorify your eyes with the silhouette of a grandiose masquerade

They are placed upon the wall

Alongside all the other imbeciles

Living like hermits in isolation serving their myths like a God

Becoming slaves to a 12 month revelation

Lie against the use of nature

Lie

Tracing along the veins

These lamentations of Gaia

And now the visions are clear

Murder to dissect

Gone take away whats left

Decompose of useless matter

Emptiness an exoskeleton

Void of substance

A surrogate of mendacity

The mouth of death is deep

Pray to be swallowed whole

Tracing along the veins

«My Sweet Corinna!