Postmortem:

Funeral held for the depression of man
Holds the key to his own death
Entering a tomb of a corpse yet conceived
Tighten the tourniquet around your neck

Sifting away the debris of hated life
Cold touch of death begins to chill your spine
Seeking life beyond your perishment
Repeating words echoing through your mind

Chanting lines of blind witchery
To save yourself from extinction
Wanting to die is your reason to live
New life born from the oppressed

Taste your blood as it trickles through the air
Another casualty beyond the shadows you fall
Losing ground, the fate you feel it draws near
Fatality, reality, you await the final call

My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it
Skeletons in my [bad word] tearing at my sanity
Vessels in my brain carry death until my [bad word] and die with me forever
Share insanity

Do you want to die!

The waves of blood [bad word] near, pounding at the walls of lies
Turning off my sanity, reaching back into my mind
Non-rising body from the grave showing new reality
What I am, what I want, I'm only after death

Raining Blood:

Trapped in pugatory
lifeless subject, alive
Awaiting reprisal
Death will be their acquistion

The sky is turning red
Return to power draws near
Fall into me,the sky's crimson tears
Abolish [bad word] made of stone
Piered from below, souls of my treacherous
past
Betrayed by many,now ornaments dripping above

Awaiting the hour of reprisal
Your time slips away

Raining blood from a lacerated sky
Bleeding its horror
Creating my [bad word] Now shall I reign in blood!