In Snakes I Bathe

Sent down from above, I am no angel.
My folked tongue bleeds nothing but 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.
Folked tongues flicker casting sweet blasphemy.
I wade amongst a sea of serpents, in snakes I bathe

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

I am pure fucking hate.

Just like your savior, your world is condemned.