1. MYIASIS

Beckon the flies
To swarm, assimilate this flesh, as the dark star putrefies

The moon, a witness to an oath of plasma flow
It sees but never tells as it lacerates itself
Morphing into a singular cell, to deviate initiates ones death
Engendering a fate of never-ending hate
A maelstrom of larvae programmed to mutilate
This apex of aberration dissolves the strain
Sequence liquefied

Genome once fused disintegrates
Ascending as ash beyond the veil
Your sin of deviation has torn the bond asunder
Behold, this harvest of agony

Suffer, you will suffer
Bound, gagged with truth as your flesh is stripped for use
The lie you held now bleeds away, as we hover above and swing the blade
The eyes once used to see it all, removed, and nailed as you convulse
Death is far from here
Prolong this suffering your infirmity has just begun
The night must end to usher in the sun
All your blood, begins to clot, and your veins fall to rot
Death is far from near

The void escapes, your pulse restored, returned from the edge
Resuscitate to exsanguinate, devitalizing all you were
Screams resound, throughout the cosmos
Without response, resolve decays
A carrion birth pulsates

Translucent pods erupting deep inside your breathless lungs
All light from your eyes dim into a swarm of flies
All that binds you to life withers as you incubate
The horde consuming, overtaking, leaving not an ounce remaining
Of your treachery

This world now looks to skies and see
Wraiths consume eternity
The maggots hatch and rise to claim, a shapeless swarm devouring
On rot they feast, they breed disease
One cadaver used to seed
Ushered forth mans catastrophe
The end abates, as this reign of hate
Decimates the soil of life and the stars of fate
Myiasis