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letra de lair of the troglodyte - sasqwytch

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mad butcher lost in time
he’s an abomination of god’s design
a devil in furless flesh
born in shadows and built for sin
made from unholy incest
unclothed and dragging knuckles
into the hollow mountain by day
and raiding camps for virgins by night

unhallowed ground
spoiled by makeshift burial mounds
of cannibalized human remains
cemented in excrement

walls stained in dna, the granite halls delineate
a legacy of iniquity, a family tree of savages
a bl–dy reign bestowing pain, the true anasazi
to every man, whatever tribe, delivering thеir demise

he binds his victims with strands of intеstine
before they’re skinned everyone is molested
for death envies what it can never be
so as he wears their skin he revels in their screams
no mercy for the dying
brutality that makes the angels cry
and for his crimes he’s banished from the light
an adversary of humanity
in the afterlife he’ll be bound
limbs tied within the sarcophagus deep beneath the ground
lost and never found
his tribesmen have elected the path of bane

walls stained in dna, the granite halls delineate
a legacy of iniquity, a family tree of savages
a bl–dy reign bestowing pain, the true anasazi
to every man, whatever tribe, delivering their demise
the darkest din, the call of sin, indulging in filth and dreck
defiling everything, the creed of debauchery
not man nor beast but in between, a hominid draped in darkness
an artisan of mutilation consuming humans in miserable death

every day like the sunless winter
in solitude but for the sobbing livestock
in the dark of the cave their faces warp
their hollow sockets devoid of joy and warmth
perhaps driven mad by hallucination
at last the predator might be understood by his prey

bones are broken
without a single word spoken
not a creature of sympathy but of knives and t–th
one to haunt you in your dreams
beyond wrong and right
a cruel minded troglodyte
emboldened by the streaks of fleeting life, the quivering eyes
as he carves a line across the windpipe for sport

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