WHAT HAVE MAY - Vehemoth (feat. Diveyede)

At ease
As easy
As it may seem
By natural selection
The apex of lower beings

My approach
Dismissive
Deign to possess the mean
Beyond all guilty pleasures
The catacombs be home to the

Death
My arrival upon this river
Shaped the glorious of clay
Where there I took host
This figure

In a multitude of
Elegance
My approach is irrelevant
Ooh I got the shivers

Naysayers provoke
The fault in our stars
I hope that fine print
Don't bring dread

Long live all that dies
Those whose flesh degrades
And fades to dust
Subjugated to Earth beds

Thou art merit
For free will be a gift to cherish
Selfish chimps
Take heed and bow head
Two Earth's mightiest heroes
Renowned and relentless
Though awe and chant
Do not genuflect

I see much has not changed
Since our last gathering
The destitute of man's arrogance

Cloak in a long coat
Well spoke in a half note
Wide brim tilt
To the assholes
Who save face

Rather feast on fine grapes
Blood rains and wine stains
Bloodstains when wine rains
For my own gain

They find comfort
In the suffering of others
I find comfort in bloodlust mother

So in closing
In my bereavement
What grows beneath the surface
Behemoth

Fathoms
Deaths held to this
And I unravel
Feathered vermin
Grace captures a cloth
To which I dabble

Fear
Loaded eyes of tortured sorrow
Beyond horizon
Wasteful tears upon the morrow

Captured catacombs
Of cataclysmic castings
Suffering, supernatural entities
Entitlements of offerings

Rose petals be the death of me
Failure famine following nailed fallacies
Blood wine women and hole to put a basket in
I'm a head-trip like the motherfuckers that prey to Manson

Till sweet death implode my existence l lay fallen
Monsters are the powers that be
Look in the mirror
Repeat after me
One two three someone save me

Lies light up a room the moment you adhere proof
The Cradle shall fall
How far lies within the truth
Look at the monster inside Your own heart
Makes sense humanity is a lost art

Bloodclot
The planet we drag
Our brass knuckles upon
Caught between the have and have nots
We have not forgot about those
That have the knots
Wrapped Around their spinning tops

Topless
No not the succubus attached to the snake pole
Topless
Icabod Crane nemesis

The sedatives of the oppressed
Left breathless as they hang defenseless
As the cape sways
We hashtag pray and press play
And watch the display
Of the life dance the death
As we decay in our mattress
Have this

The soul I left behind
Because my body and mind
Determined I don't deserve it
Worthless reword it

Less worth than the hours we work
To hurt The debt we incurred
By being injured
Serving at the same place
That gave birth
And nurse the broken curse
Back To full health
full hell

Nah just knee-deep
Wait till the feet seep
And the roots creep
The trees happily remove
The boots jeans body and teeth
Rest in peace

Nah just playing
Satan been waiting, patient
For the next patient
Losing his patience

But seeing how the world is
He'll have plenty of blood
To paint with
Believe or don't
At Your discretion

Opinions are weapons used
For digressions
Distractions the fact still remains
Even at the last act of mankind's aggression
The passion of Christ was left in vain
Happy thanks taken
See you on the outer plane
Weastwick

Written by:
Azrael Howell, Matthew Sanchez, Sean Mucke

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