L'Acephale : Mortem
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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
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