• Descending the mountain
    I can sense your fear
    and I smell your flesh

    deathly silent sentinel
    I can hear your breath
    I can use your skin

    give in, submit
    forfeit your pathetic life
    so that mine may flourish

    you have no use for it
    any longer
    corrupt, sinful existence
    you only falter

    I am your god
    I am your reason
    abandon thine life
    halt thine treason

    give in, submit
    I can smell your scent
    give in, submit
    welcome your final descent