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Fresh from the grave, risen back to form
A gift of the dark lord ruling in nocturne
Vermin reborn leaving the world
Sundered and torn


Back to fulfill the will of the swarm
Kill to consume, feeding the worms
That make up my body


Gnarled in malform, apocryphal poison
Spreading my atrophic plague
Fixated on death
The profane procession that i crave


Choking Black veil, smothering life
Consuming all flesh


Back to fulfill the will of the swarm
Kill to consume, feeding the worms
That make up my body


We stand on the brink of an age of decay
Feeding on wilting all life away

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