i cough up the blood i drown in my own razor deep down to the bone live before my own insides burning i love the feeling my sorrow roams freely witching hour. the Morning Star ripping inside of (me) my dark witches i need help i pray for the day i pray for the day love ripping inside the antichrist lives inside i drank from the chalice i rape for the hallowed He crawls inside of my womb and i pray for the day that i meet Him worship the one that grows inside of my womb