Psyopus

Insects

Psyopus
The buzzing sounds of the requiem
amplifies
not for note
by maggot wings

The humming grows surrounding
transcending
this after score
composed in question
by those intention
spiraling down the creator
between heaven and hell

Thousands of eyes
My child
Covered in flies

Thousands of eyes
My child
Covered in flies
Watch you
Thousands of eyes

The buzzing wind of maggots spawn
abreeze this soulless shell

Death infests you

The stirring swells amongst the trees
Flies will feel
Trickling mourner
rejoicing your funeral

Encore
Rejoice and eat up my winged children
Eat up
It's all yours
Fest and be merry
Breed upon this feast before your
Breed

Exploration tasted dead
Twitching hand laying eggs
Buzz of the orchestra to the conducting carcass
conducting the funeral flies

Rotting
Your dead
Rotting

Your dead!

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