Perishing in His Oceans of Blood

Crawling through mazes of desolation
Devoid of earthly senses
Abominations float towards their doom
In chains of self deceit
Suffering the knowledge
Of the inevitable end
Tortuous serpent awaits
Tentacles pull closer
Towards ultimate death
Mute visions, blind voices
Repugnant atonement
Pyres of dissolvement
Faintest sunlights flee
The accused crying out their pleas
Denied by malignant bliss
Into oceans they bleed
In roaring he rises
Below the thunders of the utter deep
Decaying flesh in absolution
Foul prayers lost within the waves
Beholding nil blinding tempests
Nauseated by sickening fear
Reckon the chambers of torment
Where all dreams are to be
Immolated
Fall in disease, unsaved
Under infernal puissance
Devouring dogmas
Of everlasting slavery
Stripped of all virtue
Parasitic flesh
At the halls of the eminent
Chained to the thorns of blasphemy
Beneath the almighty waves
Into the realms of the abysmal
Souls float lifeless and rotten
Into vortexes of naught
Praise Leviathan! He who dwells in deep
Praise Leviathan! In his oceans of blood you’ll perish