Sullen, I begged for a cure for the sickness that plagued me
While wasting away in utter dismay
Terrified of my
Final resting place
A man of fallen faith
These pleas were met with the silence of the grave that soon would bear my name
I have been forsaken
A whisper of temptation crept forth from the everblack
And in my weakness I accept
Infernal life swells within my chest
Bestowing might to feeble flesh
Deconsecrated unseen forces vanquish
What once was venerated
Piety castrated
I surrender to legion’s call
A maddening cacophony of demoniac squall
There is no turning back from this tainted pact
Now confined to the black of the mind
Bare witness to the once divine
Reborn in the blessings of the sick
Becoming the infinite conduit
Demons bathe in my spirit, I become the iconoclastthe bringer of despoiling plagues
That will overcast heavenas living flesh betroths destruction
No longer bound by perdition
Deceive, consume, hecatomb
Primordial
Prodigal
We are legion
Living breathing blasphemy
I surrender to legion’s call
A maddening cacophony of demoniac squall
There is no turning back from this tainted pact
Enthralled by legion’s call
A maddening cacophony of demoniac squall
Obsidian invocation
Unhallowed one bring forth damnation
