The hunt of eternal hunger begins with a glowing orb
Born before the shadows and time itself
Wretched in my ethereal lair
Broken by a foul odor lingering in the air
Born before the shadows and time itself
Wretched in my ethereal lair
Broken by a foul odor lingering in the air
Secreting bile injections into the flesh
Preserved bodies wreathed in vile webbing
Euphoric metabolites storming the cortex
Convulsing within the throes of death
Crowned guardian, to the gates of impious deeds
I remain damned, to this infernal parable
Bow down in my pit of excremental disgust
Feasting on sacraments offered in greed
The hunt for eternal hunger lies cold inside me
Born before the shadows and time itself
Wretched in my sepulchral lair
I will awake when my body longs for more
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