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My vast carcass divinely interspersed with endless gorges of deterioration

A vile thirst, utterly engorged on those who plead for salvation and all thought is placed on the unfettering pursuit of self destructive adulation

Hellbound, Hopeless, Indignation

Assured of your copulation, you will learn to obey

These visions will manifest, these wounds do not forget

Your skin will mould like clay

I am the home to the abandoned, wrought in the chamber of sin

The mort rings above the pyre

The apostles look on their tears only affirm the lecherous rite

This bulbous wyrm feeding on the very gruel, infected remains of the innocent bairn

Sit you beneath my uncontested writhing throne

At last you are amongst the elect, no longer a stray

My palm like gravel against your scalp

Your flattened knees a sign of the quadruped

A mongrel who wishes to be compelled by lust

Thy arms upon unto me

Thy lord will begin to feast

I am your world and over millennia, I will break you, teach you who breathes through the salt and who washes in my blood

I will maintain my rule over the hedonistic swarm