You have the god damn answer(?)
All — lie
I (?) nothing
Your fucked up lie

My own is killing me (goes somewhere, not sure where)
You have the god damn answer(?)
For every fucking lie(??) /killing me ()
You fucking slagging(?) on me
It's all your fucked up lie…LIE…LIE
This tomb scarcely the graces keep
And the black daughters of hell
But then the furies with snakes spread abroad
O wretched Arts which can afford only this convenience –
That as a known guest I may approach the Stygian waters

You're trying to hunt us down
Your hatred burns
You're fucking slagging on me/A fucking child of God
Fucked up satanarchist(?)

The castle is burned to the ground
You ??
Satanarchrist, the only way alive (?)