The Forsaken Effigy - Shadow of Intent

Savage structure of hypocrisy

A vile being of infamy untainted for centuries below The Library

Murderous echoes in his wake

Contagion, a relic of death

Hatred embodiment

Festering, Disgusting, sulking in mockery beneath The Library

Awaiting food for centuries

The guardian of the realm apprehended by the gluttonous monstrosity,

along with me

Forsake the forsaken

The forsaken effigy

Below the spire remains the hideous figure forever treading these unholy

grounds, anticipating sustenance

Domain stained in ash and snow, plastered in corpses

Undead but still alive, controlled by the hand of death

Exacerbated resurrection of infection

A nightmare externalized in human form

Furthermore corrupting the incongruous descendants, raping them of their lives

As the world burns, grinning at the fruitless attempts for survival

Encompassing sentience across the ring

Breaking away from the grip of old, extensive advancement coming from the black

hole

Free among the galaxy again

The underworld arisen

Exacerbated resurrection of infection

Furthermore corrupting the incongruous descendants

Delight inside my rotting flesh

Existence in decomposition awaits

Delectable tear drops gifted from agony, un-surrendered

Dissolving remnants of molested offspring please my belly for it aches of youth

Sinking in as my jaws begin to crack

Orgasms flow as their bones collapse

In the end, laying in banished famine bloated and withered

Forsake the forsaken