1. MORTEM

As you enter your "kingdom"
I chant a death curse onto you.
Let your gold crown become your noose.
Let it strangle you and your armies of inept gold seekers.

I give you black death as your bread
And poisoned wine for you to swill.
And, I give you infestation for your bedding

I will resist.
We will resist.
Until our ends.

Let these words and sounds unravel the fibers of your essence