DELVE INTO THE CHASMAL MANSE,
LOSE YOURSELF IN DARK EXPANSE.
THE EARTH BELOW STREWN SOFT WITH GORE..
FROM VENTURERS OF TIMES BEFORE.
YOUR PATH IS PAVED WITH AN AGELESS HATE,
THE PAINS OF HELL LEFT IN MY WAKE..
FROM BEYOND ETERNITY,
AN AMALGAM, MY ENTITY.
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BORN FROM MORTAL FLESH, INTO A BORROWED WORLD,
YOU CONQUER WHAT YOU THINK IS OWED TO YOU.
YOU WAKE, YOU FEED, YOU SLAVE, YOU BREED,
YOU CREATE YOUR OWN CATASTROPHES.
TO LIVE TO DIE, TO LIE TO ROT,
FROM SMALL NOTHING TO A TALE TIME FORGOT.
PATHETIC HOPES YIELD SIMPLISTIC NEEDS,
YOUR MERE EXISTENCE IS A FLEETING DREAM TO ME.
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BOW DOWN TO ME
BOW BEFORE MY MACABRE FRAME,
OBSCURED REALITY WILL REND YOU INSANE.
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YOU WILL FEAR ME
BY THE DREAD I EMANATE,
THERE IS NO ESCAPE BEYOND THE GRAVE.
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GAZE UPON THE NECROTIZED FLESH
OF A BEING WITH MANY FORMS.
PULSATING, PUTRID ESSENCE,
INSIDE THE SHELL, DECAY SWARMS.
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A CONSTRUCT OF CORPSES SWELLING
AS EVERY MORTAL DIES,
MY HEAVING MASS OF HORROR
GROWS LARGE WITHIN YOUR EYES.
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PROBING THE MOUNTAINS OF REMAINS,
WHERE THEY STOP AND I BEGIN…
LIKE YOU, THEY WALKED THE WORLD SCHEMING,
LIKE THEM, YOU WILL PAY FOR YOUR SINS.
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TENDRILS SPROUT FROM MY SICK SHAPE,
ENSNARING FLESH, YOUR TIME HAS COME…
CONSTRICTING SUFFOCATION,
YOUR BODY BREAKS, AND MINE GAINS ONE.
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DEVOURING MORTALITY
ALL THAT YOU WERE - AND WOULD EVER BE.
YOU BELONG TO ME.
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WELCOME HOME TO HELL,
IN ME YOU DO NOW DWELL.
PROCUREMENT OF YOUR SOUL,
STILL MINE WHEN STARS GROW COLD.
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BEGGING TO DIE BEYOND DEATH..
CHOKING PAIN WHEN YOU DRAW BREATH..
DROWNING IN THE PIERCING SCREAMS..
OF UNENDING AGONY.
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INTO THE INFINITY…
THE NIGHTMARES YOU HAVE YET TO MEET…
INHERITED SUFFERING KIN,
WE ARE LEGION.
I saw Malodorous' Vocalist Chase "Cyberking" Martin at the Break & Blast Vol. 1 Festival at Stages in Santa Ana, California on February 10, 2024. Stolen Mongoose