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Beneath The SoilRot in the ground where I lay beneath the soilthe roots of greed begin to bloom while my corpse slowly decays I am now the atrophy that withers you away I am the weight on your shoulders caving in your frame I am godless torture and enslavement of the mind those who speak my name seek the end of misey death in all of it's mercy I feed on their suffering prey upon the weak we've come for this world on the wing of hell we've come for this world on the wing of hell Beneath the soil is where we feast we run this world dry we are diesease You fucking cowards You are dead rotting flesh As this worlds Laid to rest Laid to rest putrefied corrosion your decline Fuck you |