You have the god damn answer(?)
All -- lie
I (?) nothing
Your f*cked up lie
My own is killing me (goes somewhere, not sure where)
You have the god damn answer(?)
For every f*cking lie(??) /killing me ()
You f*cking slagging(?) on me
It's all your f*cked up lie...LIE...LIE
This tomb scarcely the graces keep
And the black daughters of hell
But then the furies with snakes spread abroad
O wretched Arts which can afford only this convenience -
That as a known guest I may approach the Stygian waters
You're trying to hunt us down
Your hatred burns
You're f*cking slagging on me/A f*cking child of God
f*cked up satanarchist(?)
The castle is burned to the ground
You ??
Satanarchrist, the only way alive (?)