Let him perish here
And cut his worldly tether
Priest of locusts, death and fear
Just leave him here, don't put him back together
Darkness beckons him
One day we all must heed the call
Leave him and his worms alone
His day is done, and he'd be gone forever
No dice
Revive these lifeless eyes
They would have me release you from your vow?
Nay, like Lazarus before you shall rise once more
Stronger
Faster
Beautiful in your horrid putrescence
Spring forth, my childe, in the name of blood and bile
Spread your wings, impregnate things and make the world my rank and file
For what is life but service?
Dance my puppets
In service to your lord
It is my world yet