Scarecrow -- In Twilight Abandon Me

There're a dozen ways to get superfluous about describing my intentions here.  On the one hand Scarecrow is still an evolving music project.  I don't always know where I'm going to end up with a song.  On the other, if it's going to be an honest expression of my... anything, sometimes it has to get heavy and dark.  So this time around I leaned into my black metal side.  Not everybody is going to like this, but I think it's a solid atmospheric piece, almost a death metal poem, about a person happily losing their mind to violent desires.  Everybody has that darkness inside them, and on occasion it's tempting to wish for the ability to just go with it; to not have a problem embracing the maxim live evil.  Even the nicest person in the world has moments where they wish they could just whip out a box cutter, start cutting throats, and peeling off faces; go dancing in the rain wearing the skin of their enemies.  On that note, here is In Twilight Abandon Me.
 
Lyrics:
In twilight abandon me
Deeper in fantasy
Crawling towards unholy horror
Sewn so I may seed
A reckless reaper breed
Bringing death before it's sure
 
I am the butcher
I am the saint
I am the jester
I've no complaint
 
Open those bloodshot eyes
It's time to realize
Sleeping with unholy horror
Holding onto a knife
Beloved as any wife
Bringing death before it's sure
 
I am the butcher
I am the saint
I am the jester
I've no complaint
 
Invoke a comic mask
Laughing thru the task
Carving the unholy horror
Royal in my head
Divine to judge the dead
Bringing death before it's sure
 
I am the butcher
I am the saint
I am the jester
I've no complaint
 
Blood and screams
 
In twilight abandon me
Deeper in fantasy
Crawling towards unholy horror
Sewn so I may seed
A reckless reaper breed
Bringing death before it's sure
 
I am the butcher
I am the saint
I am the jester
I've no complaint