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Damning eyes, infected lips

A rotting heart, a weary grip

Frail and ill, diminished will

Weeping Wound, personal hell

His eyes roll back dead to view the silver sky

And reflect up the sordid grim lie

Inner empire fell in the blink of an eye

Delievered with a grin this sordid grim lie

Withered skin, swollen throat

A poison mind, a dismal note

Stomach cramped, this wretched damp

Pungent breath, to pain condemned

His eyes roll back dead to view the silver sky

And reflect up the sordid grim lie

Inner empire fell in the blink of an eye

Delievered with a grin this sordid grim lie

My brother set free now showered in light

The dissonant song is the same

The beating insatiable thirst for their lives

My veneance will honour his name

I hunt them in darkness in fog and in gloom

As stall as a black brooding dove

Like a barbarous inhuman antagonist fume

Impart horors that few will speak of

The vicious ensuing artial gushing

Coats my fave in affectionist warmth

The look in their eyes when they're woken impaled

Subjects of sadistic art forms

What began as honour through barbaric means

Now fades as the dawn drains the sky

I perceive as I savagely tear at their skins

I'm victim to the sordid grim lie

A storm blows in from the distance

It's been seen to come for some time

And all I see are faces and I'm lost, displaced

I see their faces in disarray

THis storm clouds perception

I walk blind, frail and unsure

So why now this confusion of a plan long contemplated?

Do I welcome this intrusion though it's what I have for waited?

And I see their faces and I'm lost, displaced

I see their faces in disarray