Oth - Vilis

Passing down the line a reminder that they’re running out of time

A curse that evolves, consciousness dissolves

Absolving all of thought, light is no longer sought

Branded like cattle creeping towards slaughter

Silently observed by the Darkstalker

A conjoined human and demon, the unholiest of unions

There is no hope left, revoked, blasphemy in matrimony

An eternal gaze from a formless face

Fixed upon him the veil wears so thin

The abyss seeping through his skin…

Slave in chains

Foreign thoughts he can’t explain

Now ingrained

Too much sustain

Yet he only has a single goal to attain

Release me to assert claim on my domain

Watch the sun fade, silently invade into the mind

Feigning whispers from the divine

Contorting the soul of man beyond its limitations

Preparing their vessels for mass assimilation

In the absence of air, despair

A glimpse into the void

The disparity in morality, plague of mortality

Pure blood runneth dry, looming from the blackened sky

Surrender, pretender, tormenter

Behold the cusp of rebirth

Eager to pull all into the Earth

Slave in chains

Foreign thoughts he can’t explain

Now ingrained

Too much sustain

Yet he only has a single goal to attain

Release me to assert claim on my domain

Streets littered with shrieking sacks of meat

Pitifully pleading for my replete

Insaitably reaping their life force

Gluttony resonates from its true source

Slave in chains

Foreign thoughts he can’t explain

Now ingrained

Too much sustain

Yet he only has a single goal to attain

Release me to assert claim on my domain