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Rousing with a surge of certain imminence

Our drive, our purpose now made plain

Skittering forth from the darkest depths

We boil towards creation from our shattered domain



As flies swarm to the rot, we draw towards corruption

Slavering for the languid pustulent flow of greed

Engrossed eternally by the reek of iniquity

Sown unto poisoned soil is the vile seed



The endless aeons of waiting are ended

Eager to erase all that we detest

Amassing at edge of existence

We are malignancy manifested



By terrible purpose we are driven

No longer without form, and void

Over the threshold, we are realised

and are now unleashed



No longer trapped beyond the physical

You will feel our insidious touch

We revel in your distress as the

The dire dreary gloom sets in



Impending doom is upon you

Our spite will spoil the mortal coil

Unending gloom awaits your world

Your time has come, you will be undone