Guilty of Innocence

Guilty of innocence, guilty of innocence

Born to the plague of fools

Intent on breaking all the rules

Terror crash against the skin mixing of blood

Flesh tempted against nature

Fear drips like water on glass

Born, in-bred, born, in-bred

Incest born, unnatural caresses

The future screams a clear message

black immaginations

Oppression tears away the heart and soul

Born, in-bred, born, in-bred

Midnight strikes, hunters prowl

Seeking which is forbidden

In true convict style idulgence wins

So begins mutilation

No battle was fought

The work of the beast unfolds

Keep the secret close or die

Guilty of innocence, guilty of innocence

Pure perversion

Truth kept, tightly wrapped

Shrouded in, devils breath

Trembling, twisted, trapped

The smell of torment

Fills the room

So still, deathly silence

The victims future crumbles