Rites of Malignancy

The husk will wither once more
Reborn, you shall know of my arrival
By the sounding of the bells

The seas and sands of time collide
Violently as to shake the slumbering
Each god of old arise
To retake a throne
The deafening roar of the silent sea
Drowning all mortals in madness
Dormant dwellers now stir

Called forth, the rites of malignancy commence

Cancerous will be they
A god-blight called forth
Worship with final breath
Moments of ecstasy snuffed short
With elaborate suffering
A moment of eternity capturing the immensity
Be still now
The world is no longer yours to rule

The husk will wither once more
Reborn
You shall know of my arrival
By the sounding of the bells
Marked by chaos' apocalyptic seal
You will know my name by the wailings of despair

The very essence of virtue dries before my step
You will know death
Wither once more in my presence
Take heed, blessed knower of doom
For my name spells demise

The swarm unrelenting
Threatens to black out the sky forever