The lair is befouled Landscape tarnished Tarnished Freedom is ill-fitting for an old soul Home no longer an option We were cast down years ago Must find a heart to despoil This purity in her is inviting I must intrude Pierce the soul Mutate the flesh Devour the rest This body Is befouled This spirit Is tarnished This man of the cloth Has spoiled my nest egg Burned by water Pierced by the crucifix Mutated by incantations Burned by water Pierced by the crucifix Devoured by incarnations