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As you cry, the maggots feast on your eyes

Within my crypt, the children sing
On both knees, worshipping

The loss of innocence
As I spew every ounce of my pestilence

They lap up every last drop from the puddle
Streaming down their chins, I watch them gulp, drink my milk
Wretch

Swallowing my seed
Inside you they breed
Once the yolk breaks
They'll be freed

Drink my filth and praise my name
Upon my throne of bodies maimed

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