Darklands

I cannot count the number you'll reproduce

From the violation an art that is ages old

One thing is all I have left to give to you

My seed and the birth will follow suit

Heart I'll have your heart

They'll rip your heart from you

And throw it on the ground

I have seen all of your petty crosses tonight

They'll never stop the likes of me

Her belly grows and she begins to scream in agony

Her vagina splits and her offspring drop to the floor

Blood I want what's owed me

Blood I'll have what's owed me

There is a shadow and it's moving in the dark

Moving silently until it can taste it's prey

It is upon her now her eyes are horrorstruck

Blood I have my blood

It's in her breat it's flowing fresh for me

Morbid nourishment

One that's all she's had

Wait there's one more wait there's two more

Heart I'll have your heart

They'll rip your heart from you

And throw it on the ground

Now that you have finished giving birth

You're the mother of mans downfall

Blood spurts from the gaping wound that used to be her breast

Cry out that breath will be your last

Heart for a heart

Heart for a heart

Dying now the w***e looks for us

But we're not there anymore