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No underworld, no demon's call

Only man-made hell

The mind is lost, a rotten heart

Lamenting broken shell

Tear at the soul and remove their thoughts

Leave there nothing but dread

Reform the living, unite their cause

Anatomy of the dead

Born into nightmare existence

Bone and sinew were fused as one

Demented horror

Repulsive terror

Repurposed vessels to be undone

Twisted form and breeding fear

Mutilating to persevere

Magnum opus of death's creation

The flesh amalgamation

Elusive light, and losing time

Abhorrent decayed smell

Unending pain, a hopeless void

Confining nauseous cell

Morbid assault upon the grave

Ever provoke the divine

Mutated being and dooming fate

Sentenced to die by design

Lost to despair and agony

Decrepit souls now sharing pain

And from the nether

Reformed together

Fetid creatures have gone insane

Twisted form and breeding fear

Mutilating to persevere

Magnum opus of death's creation

The flesh amalgamation

Contorted visage, sadistic leers

Ringing a broken bell

Commanding presence, and in their mind

A resounding death knell

Loosed upon the pure to prey

Obsessed with the deceased

Unholy visions of destiny

Purge the world's disease

The final act of those conjoined

Beckoned from a demonic depth

Destructive measure

Perverted pleasure

Only purpose is bringing death

Twisted form and breeding fear

Mutilating to persevere

Magnum opus of death's creation

The flesh amalgamation