Castigation and Rebirth (The Surreption II)

Enter my grave of sorrow, your final resting place

A world of pain and horror witness your own fall from grace

Your curiosity, the price you'll pay

You will regret this day now get down on your knees and fucking pray

You've been searching for me

Don't you like what you see?

I am the thing you could never deny, you'll fucking reap what you've sown

Morbid visions of a world you cannot understand, and yet you still want a taste

Suffering screaming dying and bleeding, but you're still begging for more

More, and when your flesh begins to fail, you will become like me

You are, a servant of your creator

A fucking tool of demise

A dеstructive castigator

Reconstruct, your flesh is my canvas

Crеating new forms of life

Unrecognisable features

Birthed from the blade of my knife I have severed

You're birthed from the blade of my knife

I have severed your life

To this creature that I'll create, I'll feed my loathing and my hate

I am the spreader of disease, I'll bring this world down to its knees

Come on and roll the dice

Come on and name your price

Come on and take this test

This is my game of death

An aberration

Of the human form

Abomination

Merged into the swarm

A new found body

Give your flesh to me