Next Religion lyrics

Artist  : Gortician 
Song : Next Religion



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Waters of oblivion
Raining down
terror
Mausoleum of your fears
Preying on
your horror

Your faith I demand
I
expect no less
Sacrosanct command
Your
obedience I bless

Author of sedition
I
am the next religion

Obscurity a
shroud
I use to cloak myself in
Conjuring
up images
To define your sins

The
pettiness of your idolization
I laugh at your
transgressions
Primal need for
deification
I am your obsession

God of
war, God of the blind
I am the god, in your
mind

Bringer of wisdom
I am the next
religion

Cellar of Horror

An
innocent victim, it's easy to pick them
A
young girl out walking alone
I prowl the
streets nightly
So lock your doors
tightly
It's best to just stay in your
home
Cruising by slowly, you might even know
me
Our next meeting will be your last
Your
pretty young pout, as I knock you out
Tonight
I am ending my fast

Pure and unspoiled,
I've troubled and toiled
Over how to prepare
such a dish
Losing all fear, as the hour grows
near
Tonight I will get my wish

Bound
and gagged in my basement
Subject to
debasement
Staring death right in the
eyes
Preparations begin, as I season your
skin
Oblivious to your muffled
cries
Starting to boil, you're bathed in hot
oil
Your meat soon will fall from your
bones
Practically starving, you're ripe for
the carving
A gourmond leaving no unturned
stones

The hunger sets in, I remove your
skin
Surveying the blood-stained room
The
rest of your flesh will stay Tupperware
fresh
Alone in a deep-freezer
tomb...

CELLAR OF HORROR