Vile Sanctum
Sheep led to the slaughter
Placed upon the altar with nothing to waste
Stuctures, martyrs, mortar
Welcome to my
Vile Sanctum
Vile Sanctum
Cut down fro mthe trhroat to stomach
Rip the msucle from the bone
Torn organs thrown into a pile
Becoming your own tomb
Witness evil in the flesh
Before I gauge your eyes
Sever tongue for I cannot stand to hear
Your filthy fucking lies
Vile Sanctum
Vile Sanctum
Minister of this misery
An Architect of this murderous monument
Fixation on desecration
Built upon a throne of flesh and bone
Crack the skull and break the soul
for the sweet taste of blood cortisol
Die alone just a head and torso
An amputation fear pheromone
Raked across the coals
Draped in chemicals
Just to bleach the skin
A deeper look within
Nightmare nine by nine
Moment a lifetime
Malicious design
Frothing at the mouth of decay
Cattle brought to the slay
Craving the bain of the blade
Awaiting to wade in the waste
Expressing no disdain with no face
All time is to late
It's time for the slate
And your remains remain to stay here with me in my
Vile Sanctum
Vile Sanctum
Vile (the way that you bleed)
Sanctum (means nothing)
Vile (life that you lead)
Sanctum (that means nothing to me)
Placed upon the altar with nothing to waste
Stuctures, martyrs, mortar
Welcome to my
Vile Sanctum
Vile Sanctum
Cut down fro mthe trhroat to stomach
Rip the msucle from the bone
Torn organs thrown into a pile
Becoming your own tomb
Witness evil in the flesh
Before I gauge your eyes
Sever tongue for I cannot stand to hear
Your filthy fucking lies
Vile Sanctum
Vile Sanctum
Minister of this misery
An Architect of this murderous monument
Fixation on desecration
Built upon a throne of flesh and bone
Crack the skull and break the soul
for the sweet taste of blood cortisol
Die alone just a head and torso
An amputation fear pheromone
Raked across the coals
Draped in chemicals
Just to bleach the skin
A deeper look within
Nightmare nine by nine
Moment a lifetime
Malicious design
Frothing at the mouth of decay
Cattle brought to the slay
Craving the bain of the blade
Awaiting to wade in the waste
Expressing no disdain with no face
All time is to late
It's time for the slate
And your remains remain to stay here with me in my
Vile Sanctum
Vile Sanctum
Vile (the way that you bleed)
Sanctum (means nothing)
Vile (life that you lead)
Sanctum (that means nothing to me)
Credits
Writer(s): Anbir Mcclure
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