Unchained Soul of Rage

Smoldering, sweltering, pink wretched skin
This vessel groans for ultimate dominion
Psalms of annihilation
A cursed song for the terminally haunted
In my wake, heaping corpse piles
Cages filled with black snakes
In the pit of my gut
And a thousand jagged swords
Crawling out of my mouth
I am the annihilator
Blistering heat radiating from my hands
Melting in my own vile agony
Obliteration incarnate

Dark tears sluggishly slalom
Down my grotesque visage
Purplish gums bear worn teeth
Unfettered emotions stock my arsenal
In my drudging toil
I have buried my barracks
In thousands of black triangles
I am of immolation
I am the serpent born of flesh
I am The Unchained Soul of Rage