Secret Schadenfreude
Steve Rauckhorst, Dwid Hellion
Assorted black sadism
The beginning of the new mankind
The elimination of forgiveness
The realization of our ancestral rites
We are not the civilized worm
That they have chained us to become
Sinister lunacy
Overwhelming joy in the fallen
Raise up the sword again and again
With every welcomed intention
Awaken the senses
Humans hold only amusement
Their slow unimaginative demise
The whip cracks a smile
Upon bitter open flesh
Wine forgotten pleasures
Of unholy despair
Arising in the boiling blood
Of our sadistic passions
Calmer waters know no boundary
The chain around their throats
Carry them to their well deserved fate
Never forget we are not like them
They must always be
Crushed under heel I hold them not sacred