A Lesser God Gasps
Drawing Smog into a threadbare Lung
A Lesser God Grasps
Thieving todays carcass to feed tomorrow's decline
No Surprise when the touch turns cold - No Mind left to reel from the face of this void
No Surprise when the touch turns cold - No Mind Left to reel from the face of this Void
This is Nothing now - As it always was - As always will be
This is Nothing now - As it always was - Forever more
An Ashen Worm assumes the throne
And fits the crown - Birthright - Birthright
This collapsing womb - This bottomless Wound
Twitches and vomits forever more
Twitches and vomits forever more
Whimpering:
""End me"""