He is the wraith which is unconquerable
Maggots have stolen his voice and they escape through his gaping mouth
He has no hair, only worms
And torn bandages to keep warm
He is the bearer of all potential suffering and all rot
The embodiment of the spirit whose duty it is to ad

Let roam the seed of knowledge
Spawned from a substance pure
The will to power and the will to rule
These lucid dreams I do hold dear
Dreams of fire and a world surreal
Repulsive but drawing slowly nearer.
Carve hovering monuments from the living earth
Carve out the w

Drifting upwards through the tunnel of sleep
Clawing at the fog and cloak of dancing mist
True are the scars which awaken within the subconscious mind
Unfolding motionless apparitions of malice and distortion
The projection of cosmic hatred into the mind of the opposition
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