Thomas Christ - Fertile Eyes
He giveth and taketh as he pleases, you cannot change his will
Apille became his chosen vessel, he made her to lie still
A gust of wind, a sharp pinch inside, and the deed is done
Soon she shall give birth to a child, he'll be a holy son
The spirit looked at her with fertile eyes
Apille became this human sacrifice
To bring to birth the mythic second son
Apille today became the chosen one
There was no question, just a simple commandment, bring the child to term
The seed was placed in Apille's womb while she quivered and she squirmed
There is no pleading, no turning back, the spirit always gets his way
And Apille felt it growing inside her, it filled her with dismay
The spirit looked at her with fertile eyes
Apille became this human sacrifice
To bring to birth the mythic second son
Apille today became the chosen one
Day by day, the child is growing
Inside her body, Apille starts showing
And the rage is quickly rising
The son inside she starts despising
The spirit looked at her with fertile eyes
Apille became this human sacrifice
To bring to birth the mythic second son
Apille today became the chosen one
Written by:
Thomas Rishel
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