The Sanctums of Disease

The hallways of undying herds
Behind infesting stone walls

Licking their rotting lips
With diseased tongues
Narrow inflamed teeth
iIn twitching mouths

Ghouls giving birth to
More undying wretches
In loving coitus acts
Of disgusting nature
Newborns embrace
Darkness right in birth
A new life that
Never made a choice to be born

Into accursed world of rot
Where life dominates...
Death

Squealing weak voices of the Fucking undead
Inseminating the mother of Forrors
Gnawing her face with infected Teeth
Screams of excitement echo in The walls

Breach the creative borders of Distaste
With twisted sodomy of Degenerates

Feel the womb filling with Something indescribable...
Harrowing bone-crushing Sounds of penetration
Lust is present even in Excruciating pain

Only six months is all you need
To evolve into a living being
The premise of this life
Is to carry this curse

A depressing state of Consciousness
Only forever growing Civilization

A rotting life without fear of Death
A hellish curse granted from Above
With heavenly horns singing Hymns of justice
And the nocturne of fading Death

Another nameless accursed is Forever present
Another nameless accursed is Present forever