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Black roots pulse beneath the shrine

Dripping ichor, dripping time

Drink and forget the form of man

Magicaliiiiize…

Black Phytamine!

A voice within me sings

Spore-born are thy sins…

My holy sins...

O Mother of Blight,

O Rootless Flame

Wrap me in your vine

Crack my ribs like dry old twigs

Let the sap run out in tongues

Three times I burned the sacred plant

Three times I screamed and fell

Sap of the Voidroot

Three times I burned the sacred plant

Three times I screamed and fell

On the fourth

I was no longer

Human

No longer Human!

Spill the tincture on the altar

Trace the glyph upon your chest

Lick the stone where nothing grows

Fall asleep inside the smoke

Black Phytamine!

Magicalize…

Magicaliiiiize…

Black Phytamine!

A voice within me sings

Spore-born are thy sins

Take this fog into your lungs

Dissolve… dissolve… diiiiisssolve the flesh…

Ten thousand spores… in one breath…

Hear me now, o crimson spore

Let my veins be holy ground

I offer all

For the gift of

Eternal blooming ruin

Take this fog into your lungs

Let it write new psalms within

Let it rot your name away

O Mother of Blight