The Divine Stigmata

Within the dancing fire
I arrive to the lands I once called home
With each passing moon
Their tears dry out
I manipulate, duplicate, and transfigure this realm to my will
And now, all that is left is a landscape of flesh and bone

I tear down the pearly fucking gates
I demand what lies beyond
I kill everybody in my way
Until I reach

God
I demand his power

The city of Dis; I present
My throne carved from the tomb of the Messiah
To be a monument to my everlasting empire
Bastardized spawn, a useless pawn
Not worthy of my grandeur
Devoured by Hell to be a slave
Doomed from birth by your father

I put the crown of thorns on my head
Blood trickled down from my ears to my neck
And then an endless chill crept up my spine
And whispered in my ear
You are now divine

The Divine Stigmata

I have transformed
With this power in my hands I transform this sacred holy land
To a prison made of flesh and bone
And your savior shall rot
Forever entombed

Deflowering the stars and devouring the ones who deny my faith
Deflowering the stars and devouring the ones who deny my
Forsaken spawn

Raping the lives of the feeble divine
See the fire burn in my eyes
And I swear to you
I will leave this realm barren
Scorching
With this power in my hands
I'll paint this land crimson

I am this world's destructor
I am this plain's form of wickedness
As the starlight reflects off of me
The king of nothing, but God to you all
Worship
Reform us
In death I denied my fate
I reclaimed my holy birthright
To reign above the stars as king

Within
I have become
God
The crown placed upon my head
A world for my legion to lead

Behold
The Divine Stigmata