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As armoured serpents prowl

leeching from the vulnerable ones

through subterrannean paths

in the kingdom of sewers

The venomous hosts parade

displaying a smorgasbord of illnesses

skeletons beneath dust piles rejuvenate

On their breath: the waste of moths

blood spiralling in retrograde,

into collapsed veins

what have I awoken, what have I invoked?

GLEAMT THE MANIC MONSTER

SHINING THROUGH BLOODSTONE FISSURES

HEAR THE JACKALS GATHER

HOWLING THEIR BLOODSOAKED VISIONS

Pernicious thoughts ravage my mind,

how soon before it takes action?

While murderous waves flood my sight...

the velvet shroud descends...

Less than refuse

addicted, I can't stop breathing in your sweet suffering

smearing bitterness across your skin

the embodiment of refusal

Dancing backwards in the waiting room

embrace the reversal of joyfulness

clambering through chasms of distended despair

the velvet shroud descends...

I can't control what reigns me,

I am the snake inside me!

Obscene as cancer, upon innocent tongues.

A phantom presence is always on haunt

to get its claws upon my flesh and bone

Monstrous and merciless the vulture may strike

When the dusk of the soul pulls me deeper in the night

I can't control what reigns me,

I am the snake inside me!

Convicted, or condemned?

the velvet shroud descends...