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The rotting earth trembles

And split the blackened sky

A barge of blight and malady

Descending in a cloud of flies

The King of Plagues

Devoted to his cysts

Blankets your land

In a cancerous mist

Gut-rot spews

and bursts from the boils

Taste his corruption

As you melt into the soil

Rust-pocked blades

Rotting shields

Unending mass

Will never yield

A fleet of slime

A trail of death

Unholy warriors

Of Nergaleth

Rejoice in his mercy,

And let his presence in

Feel his blessed pestilence

Crawl Beneath your skin

Blessed plague-father

Accept our joyous offering

Of feculent offal

And ease our mortal suffering

Maggot lord

Triple-eyed

Summon now

The legion-blight

Bless us with

Your putrid breath

Unholy grandfather

Nergaleth