I am thy most failed successor

Forgive me, Father

You've never found peace your dying days

I've ruined lives with false accusations

Prepared for the worst, I await the blade upon my bloated neck.

My whore mother, dishonored, have claimed her life.

I see hatred in your eyes

I see the chaos of tortured minds

Father, Father.

Father Bulimia embeds my soul

My licentious taste is ravenous and wild

Father Bulimia, it's all lies

Father Kabbalah, this bloodline's a fucking joke.

I miss the great lynching

No resistance, no riot, not grieving

Lust-engulfing courtesans

Failure has forced me to become one

I see hatred in your eyes

I see chaos that tortures minds

Father, Father.

Tortured soul in this weak flesh

I wish for the eternal rest

Escape this hell

To the blissful Abyss.

I am thy most failed successor

Forgive me, Father

You've never found peace your dying days

I've ruined lives with false accusations

Prepared for the worst, I await the blade upon my bloated neck.

I care not to breed with my own race

Disown me, Father

Kill yourself and join mother into the grave

Forever poisoned by light's deceitful mess

Watch in amusement, as I prepare for the hardened flesh.

In the warm arms of a tortured soul

Broken and withered by hypocrisy

The molding complete

In the shadows we'll sleep

Fell from grace

A line erased.

Father Bulimia embeds my soul

My licentious taste is ravenous and wild

Father Bulimia, it's all lies

Father Kabbalah, this bloodline's a fucking joke.