Dead Zygote by Kataklysm
Chapter 3 - Dethroned Son)
The skin, the veins, my flesh are tearing by themselves...
The inverted flow of my pulsation, of my life is being asphyxiated?
My glands begin to secrete acidic pus.
Aspiring my organs...
HE'S DAMNATION, early transformation...
Unnamable are my forms of decay.
Decay.
I run, spitting forth my thick blood...
I crouch to mortify my sleep.
Sleep.
Muscles are crushed from the inside?
I pass away! To die...
I volatilize as a soul... Soul...
Growing in at dark speed!
The demonic presence has baptized in ME...
I won't let him be born!
This immortal creature,
This demonical vigorous demon.
I plunge in my corpse...
To clash the UPROAR.
I storm by rays, bleeding IT'S energy.
Suffering... HE reveals HIS toxic corruption.
Spreading... IT'S decease enveloping my anguished pureness.
Paralysis sets in ME?
I blaze of holiness... tremouring HIS sickness...
I grasp HIS power... draining HIM to be enfeeble.
I eradicate HIS remains...
To negate HIS last particle of life...
Blast to invisible ashes... choking forth...
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