Enter my grave of sorrow, your final resting place
A world of pain and horror witness your own fall from grace
Your curiosity, the price you'll pay
You will regret this day now get down on your knees and fucking pray
You've been searching for me
Don't you like what you see?
I am the thing you could never deny, you'll fucking reap what you've sown
Morbid visions of a world you cannot understand, and yet you still want a taste
Suffering screaming dying and bleeding, but you're still begging for more
More, and when your flesh begins to fail, you will become like me
You are, a servant of your creator
A fucking tool of demise
A destructive castigator
Reconstruct, your flesh is my canvas
Creating new forms of life
Unrecognisable features
Birthed from the blade of my knife I have severed your birthed from the blade of my knife I have severed your life
To this creature that I'll create, I'll feed my loathing and my hate
I am the spreader of disease, I'll bring this world down to it's knees
Come on and roll the dice
Come on and name your price
Come on and take this test
This is my game of death
An aberration
Of the human form
Abomination
Merged into the swarm
A new found body
Give your flesh to me
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