Marasmus - Infinite Torture

Cold is the air- that hacks at your bones-Gone is your flesh
As you recoil at the sight of your corpse-the pain never dies
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Screams of your torment-Crush your head as you plead
Your ghost is being tortured-now you suffer the wrath
Combing the Abyss-For the souls of the weak
My Serpents will feed-on your guts after life
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Conversion of the dying-to a tangible grave
Complete Infinite Torture-in spirit and death
I-Transcend the dead / All-Fall unto me
They who die are damned to the depths
My pleasure is to abuse all who succumb
In the face of the skull you will beg
Horrific and Vile there is no escape
From eternal agony
-Scourge of Man left to rot
-throes of fire set you free
-impaled by iron in spirit and death
-visions resounding in anguish and pain