The Spectral Burrows

Lost in a churning mindless fulmination
 Devoid of a reason or explanation
 A chorus of voices become a roaring cacophony
 Assaulting our senses as they sleep
 Putrid beings within, no better, or worse
 Each one scrambling for a ladder
 Death becomes us, that which we adore
 Long lost innocence
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 In these slime-ridden Kingdoms where we wallow
 Free from the pity, disgust and sorrow
 Far from where light can pierce
 Drowned by the fetid bog
 Beyond the graces of your god
 Sink in, inhale the ichor
 Why not assume your true form?
 Join with us this is our blessing
 Unified as one forever
 Biologically entwined
 Together until the end time.
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 Hideous depravity lurks beneath the mask of civility
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 Look to your heathen master for his coming
 We shall obey him and speak of nothing
 Mentor of pain and suffering
 The spawn of the sentient ooze
 Soon you will drown within him too
 In the name of the Greatfather, worship him and no other
 Bestow upon us the sigil, arise from your silent ritual