[ Featuring Vile ]
The lair is befouled
Landscape tarnished
Tarnished
Freedom is ill-fitting for an old soul
Home no longer an option
We were cast down years ago
Must find a heart to despoil
This purity in her is inviting
I must intrude
Pierce the soul
Mutate the flesh
Devour the rest
This body
Is befouled
This spirit
Is tarnished
This man of the cloth
Has spoiled my nest egg
Burned by water
Pierced by the crucifix
Mutated by incantations
Burned by water
Pierced by the crucifix
Devoured by incarnations
