An undesired soul, rotting in the dirt. It never had a chance to survive. It got deprived the comfort of a mother's womb, just to be abandoned in a grove.
But now, it sings as the night falls.
Brought into the physical realm, just long enough to feel its sting. To get a taste of betrayal, before starvation began to set in. The hunger grew as the body decayed. Its form was weak but its will prevailed. Rebirthed through discontent, the spark delivered by pain.
A once discarded soul now infests our world. Will you stand a chance to survive? Will you become the victim of a reluctant womb, or will you lead a bastard to its tomb?
As bound by the umbilical cord, it clings to our material sphere. To engorge on expecting mothers, and devour all who tread near. The hunger grows as life gestates, to taste the conception might numb the pain. The scorn will persevere until given a name.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
