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-NECROTICA- Cursed i slither upon graven dreams as above i wonder, so below i seek to worship & adore.. as the wheelwork of nature is whored (transcending condemned) forlorn, cast aside & spent hellborn- from the ashes of punishment drink of the madness to taste of the dead inhale redemption as the spirit ascends -take mine heart- breathe through me... indoctrinate perversity possessed in seance i embody the lost -tenebrae facti sunt- i carved out the stone leaving sins to atone sated the flesh left to reap what was sewn from this destined cadavers collossal release as the universe spat back to me (with her undying sleep) 'neath a godless new moon, in doomed obscurities the hunger still grew from each violent kiss of malevolence to every orifice stained upon the tomb ...so crawled the birth of abominations in turn arisen, given jagged form foul-tongued & seething
