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Phantom hums beneath the stone

Dragged by spells of a mutated nature

Fell winds with rotting soil

Hobbling bodies of puss and blood crawl their way upon me

Initiated in forgotten chants

Blades surround the altar

Without eyes whom needs to see

Without nose the senses bleed

Rejected ears have no place

Conducted by a vagrant without a face

In tattered robes from bile and slumber

Dragged through the open hall

Torn apart to be perfected

Amongst those truly alive

The flesh is a wall to be abandoned

Give yourself to their call

Four teeth upon a skull

Six sets of eyes complete it

The argonaut who's yet to come

His temple we are subjects

Witness the splendor of taking life apart

Dissecting for reattachment

Creation now perfected

No vital fluid left to give

Nailed upon the wall

I am the perfected Eucharist

My body feeds them all

Doomed into stone

Petrified in ruin

Broken bones sucked dry

For survival of this omen

Chains to my organs disrupted into being

Forced into serving

My death was pleasing

Death is welcome in this place

Relieve your spirit of this wretched vessel

Give your flesh unto us

Your mutilation is our nutrition