Gloria Morti the foul stench of vomiting blood

Drink the vile blood of the dead
I am no longer human
I have become death
In me joy and love intertwine
I'll replace hope with hope
Taking your body and mind
As I slowly take out the unborn
Forcing you to feed on your scion
The one who gives
The one to lift the shadows
Come to me, step to the light
I'll replace your god with mine
Bodies
Rotten
Slowly pushing the blade in
Feminine scream like stroke of the harp
Licking the infected wound
Impure thoughts free from the mind
Necro-
Pedophilist
Licking
I'll replace hope with hope
Taking your body and mind
As I slowly pull out the unborn
Forcing you to feed on your scion