We the diseased have taken your world
And thrown it to darkness and plague
The stench of malaise is alive in the air
Forever by horror enslaved
Gone is the time when the sky was not black
Before the structures of doom
He was the one who made this to be
The one of the unhealing wound
Within the bowels of the edifice
That radiates nausea
Waves of blackness perpetually exude
A decaying dystopia
The god of disease with his eyes rolled back
Arms outstretched in decay
Macabre eternal, bringer of rot
The sick kill the sick, tainted blood is shed
In this foul place of freakishness
Mountains of the dead grow in festering piles
No future, no past, just excruciating death
Your world is dead
Teeth render flesh into blood streaming pulp
Filth laden fingers claw into rot holes
A mockery of life while the doom bringer sits
Crawling with maggots with death on his lips
Macabre eternal
Leads - Coralles/Cutler/Coralles/Cutler
We the diseased have taken your world
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