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The Growth

from Ill Will by Our Last Crusade

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[Spoken]
I've seen nights without stars and worlds without suns, but naught so dark as the unknowable.

As the madness ascends to meet
I greet the eyes of hell
As the darkness reaches out for me
Unspeakable and unforeseen

Terror from the depths, open and breathe in the stench of nothingness

This gross essence, I grow it from within
Like a cyst under the skin, I feed it only sin
And let it gorge on the gore of my deeds
Servant of the holy Trin, I fed it to my kin

I can't hold it back, a being beyond all comprehension
The skies skinned and pried, it burst into a mass of flies

As the hunger drips from its teeth
I spit its rancid breath
And the horror comes to cover me
Forever, never to be

Monolith of
Wrath's construction
Vengeful terror
Beyond imagine
I have seen the
Gates of forgotten
Worlds unbroken
By the wretched

I kiss the rings of hell
I shake the hands of the devil himself

There is no blackness dark enough to hide me from its gaze
The eye is ever present, forever in my dreams

As below so above, as the gods of old return
Bereft of life and bereft of hope, I am only man
Unguarded by the watchers on the wall, I am defenseless
Bereft of life and bereft of soul, I am only death
As below so above, as the void now takes you whole
Bereft of life and bereft of home, I am pestilence
Contagion is now spreading to my nerves, the leper of violence
Bereft of life and bereft of love, I am only hate

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from Ill Will, released November 30, 2018

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