Twisted, deformed
Protruding from soil
Fueled by the blood of the pure
Infested and swarmed
Feeding off life
Radiating with the essence of souls
Spire of flesh
Forged by forces
From the Beyond
From a distance, it is visible
Reaching from the soil up towards the infinite
As if to defy nature
A monument to what once was
And to what humanity longs to be
More than flesh, more than steel
Living as one, consuming as one
Scraping the heavens themselves
Twisted, deformed
Built on sin
Pulsating, it's power grows
Throbbing, engorged
Lusting for more
Towering, It stands erect
Spire of flesh
Forged by forces
From the Beyond