Legions of Ruination - Rose Funeral

Rot through the skin

Deep within is where they cut and scythe

Bleed them out

They spill about

One by one they end a life

Hacking, they butchered them malevolently

Extirpate, annihilate

Bring forth unholy

Amputation is done by singularity

The fixation on the cold body enlightens me

Draining blood

I cut, I splice, I slash, I dice the skin

Untouched

They pray I stop, but I start to begin

I start to begin

I start to begin