Heir of the Wounds Video (MV)

The deadened husk of a man left broken
Blood rendered cold, imparted grief and dogma
What lessons did you leave unspoken
What wisdom remains within that mind

Only one course of action remains within you
The prodigal son, ascending to claim his prize
To consume all this which has spawned you
The scalpel shining in the cold light

Incision across the chest, reveal discrete viscera
In my twisted fascination, I'll discover your secrets

Peeling back the layers, stripping the flesh from bone
The pendulous acres of skin curling to form my robe
The eyes that gazed upon me, beholding my first moments
Now resting in my hand, the grave that beckons you home
The ruby pooling in the white. An incredible vision
Entrails coiled around my arms, glory of the dissection

Preachings of evil, lessons of the vile
Denouncing the holy as wisps of fiction
Pride attracting the whispers of ill content
Soul sentenced to eternal putrefaction
A slave to this primal existence
Reaching out of life, the quickening
Into the void, we are the waves
Scales of dimensional skin, now shining on

The blood and oil that mix
I am your host, you are the ether
As I feast upon your mottled flesh
And exist now forever

Frozen, his veins
Slow, final death
In shadows of hope lost
Pure blasphemous vanity

Below ground eternally, always watching
Eyes once more to meet, staring through nothingness
The wheel will turn again as the spawn are feeding
Ancient ritual continues, abhorrent and vapid

All initiative now suppressed
The memories slowly digesting
Gently I now ascend to rest
Upon the precipice of sanity

Drink deep of the waters pure, fill up with the pain I've saved
I now pass on these wounds, to which they are my heirs
Inherited anathema, rising up now from warm soil
Children repeat my questions, the throat emptying into the void