Instead you prey, bleed for me. The silence slain for storm to born. The grasps of cold are tighten in the bloodshed fields bodies writhe. You fantasize for the hope to breathe fire to your soul. Hate me with all your faith. Drown me in your chants. Slightly you are above the demons (that you despise).Kill me slowly with all your hate. I inhaled the coldest void, for the filth I yearn to crawl within. Instead you prey, bleed for me. The jesus from your soul. Bemoaning herds of gentle heart (petrified). Kill me slowly with all your hate. I inhaled the coldest void, for the filth I yearn to crawl within.