Eve of Contempt - Spawn of Possession

Beyond medicine of current day I’m being tortured by this growing inflammation

Blood vessels running swift in my sweaty brow

I feel this is a gift upon the price I just collected against my will I shall

embrace it

It drip-dries from its inverted, bloated head

The blood in which I stand reflecting as I look down and see the anomalous thing

Changing in structure, my expression, looks not human

I have seen this face in my awake dreams, an abomination

A form from the most wicked of depths has now been granted my distorted flesh

A sense of joy as my body bit by bit sloughs off

Destiny, my sickening providence I shall accept with widespread wings

With open eyes I start to feel delight

Agitate no more, no doubts

I can’t resist to heed the lights of the looming black

My trophy calm and still, of life soon will be emptied

And with its red grant me completion

No longer estranged from what I just fled, the pool is inside

For I’m not me and of now conceived again

The wretched man of the cloth, like dust left swinging dead from the wall

I must return to their nest, what I used to fear keeps on calling and I shall

them join

The order of chaos awaits in another world

Disintegrate, I’ll return mentally

My body of scorn I’ll leave here as they seize my soul