Lyrics Synapse - Boreworm

Synapse

Bow to me vile swine.
Our treacheries know no bound.
The gates of my wretched kingdom
are opened to spill forth the hordes
that will entrench your bodies
and swallow your souls.
I am your new God.
We no longer slink through the shadows
like rats through the sewers of the great metropolis
that you have built as shrines to nothingness.
Shrines to nothing.
I shall sit atop your bones as they will become my throne.
The gates of my wretched kingdom
are opened to spill forth the hordes
that will entrench your bodies.