1. FROM ROTTEN GUTS

There lives a sullen voice in the rotten guts of earth
Digging through organs and gristle to reveal horrid truths
What was once buried has risen to poison the blood of the tempted souls
Tepid dead earth crumbles and falls, repugnant growth crawls upward
Pull yourself downward toward the distant voice

A voice beneath the surface
A voice of horrid lust
A voice of evil
A voice buried beneath the dust

"I am the vampire at my own veins, one of the great lost horde
Doomed for the rest of time and beyond to laugh but smile no more"


2. DESPOILMENT

Corroding infernal
Regurgitation of life
Defiled and corrupted
Bathing in shit
Upheaved from the depths
Falling downwards
Spiral through decay
Falling deeper into your mind's end

Disgorgement of light
Forced into a casket
Scratching the walls and drowning in filth

The abhorrent force rips you from flesh
Blood rots and molds your bones
Damned to suffer, tranced
You're now left to burn

A rotting, stinking mass
Burning at the stake


3. BURIED DEEP IN A BOTTOMLESS GRAVE

A sound like insects swarming moves in maddening delirium
A bog of swadows crawling slowly suffocates the air
Our minds fear the same dread
The shroud of night falls eternal


4. DEAD VEINS

Squirming in from the fog
Through the cracks of darkness
Lifeless ooze draining the sun from the sky
Pale faced ghouls gather out of the primordial filth
Turning their vacant eyes towards the idol
Drawing closer
From beneath earth lurks antithesis of light
Never close enough to sense but always breathing in the mold underground
The idol forms in the smoke and suffocates the earth
Sleepless and mindless, drawn from the dark

Murky veins of the underworld
Born again in a nightmare of the dreaming dead


5. DRIPPING TOMBS

Suspended in tombs dripping
Devised of drunken delirium
Eyes pendulant above a chasm wrought with decay
Cries echo from the tortured
Depraved deity watches in devious pleasure at the sight of the malformed bodies
Seeping from a pustulant cunt hanging for its amusement forever


6. SQUIRMING IN MISERY

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7. FUMES OF DYING BODIES

Staring through disorienting fog
Drawn towards lights, lights behind the darkness
Seared by chilling winds
Paralyzed by eyes behind the sloshing mire
The faces twist, crying in mourning
You've seen them crawl through feculent bog and watch in misery
Joining their march endless in suffering
Drawn towards light shrouded in darkness
Crowding the dying, veins filled with poisoned blood
In a rotting monument
Blood spilling from their crypts
Whiff the fumes of their dying bodies