The Mother of all Mothers

Among the thousand years
The scythe is raised
For the children of Israel
Your nature forged in hell
You took my only pride
Under the skies of babylon
I am the mother of the damned
I am the mother of flesh

Some will die for penance
Others will die for existence
I am the misery in the temples
The principle of quintessence
The glory of the unborn
The ancient lunatic
That screams forever
I am immortality

No mercy, no truths
Your God burns
No prayer, no veil
A mother humiliate herself
No orders, no face
A scourged red priest
One hand, one knife
Kill your son now