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In a plague-ridden body ascending to immortal heights

I dwell, overwhelmed with pride and glory

Challenging the skies, bearing the Titans' weight

With ease I rise my head and walk on



Beneath the blood-spattered sky lives the vermin

Devoured by fear and lashed by chaos

They crawl in dirt and feed on the worms

Trembling, frightened, tainted kin



And still, they wait for the blessing

Screaming and veins collapsing

Flame descends to grant them the purge

The melting bells sound the dirge



From the skull-throne I dictate the will

Justified, enforcing the kill

Murderous intent and consumption

Thirsting, ravenous intention



Where did it come from?

Licking my flesh, burning to the bone

I see: the blood I'm spilling

Blazes and chokes me in the end



Beams of emptiness fill my shell of flesh,

Remains of broken spirit under the grey light

My mind trembles and vanishes at a dim vision

As I see myself putting my own bones on a pyre