for you i will make a world devoid of love and i ll make your love to fill the void one eye sees glory the other does cry the third sees truth and grows blind for i am alike unto whited graves as i appear beautiful in skin but within i am filled with dead man s bones and of all unclean and sin move to me in wild contortions enchant me with blight and sore yes move to me you fucking whore into the madness of serpents