Sit and watch them waste away, serpents spread across the sky. Sunlight blocked out and the sky fades into black. The world twisting and turning into the realms of the unknown, Where petulance is the forefront of existence. Dormant for centuries at a time, I fall from the sky No longer compressed. Summoned by the depressed. Weak and no longer able to care, fuelled by sadness and breeding despair. My plan now hatched, I begin to detach. Tortured souls forced beneath into holes. Their screams, distant sounds now, so far down. Foundations are made from those that have been claimed. Dragged down from an early age, endless suffering and pain. Watching from a throne built by death, upon pillars of suffering of the fucking suffocating, the dissipating. I’m decimating. The world twisting and now turning into the realms of the unknown. Those now owned, dragged down to new homes. Gather remains, crowning the architect of pain. Blood and guts form a new surface. Piles of carcass, mountains of bone. Birthing a new world away from beauty and into a world of disgust. Thousands lay splattered, across this vast darkness. Bound together by each others puss, forming a putrid crust. Absorbing, contorting. Vacant stares into the distance, lost in space. A dark fucking place.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
