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Forming in the piles

Binding all flesh

Veins grow through the mass

Until all is one

Infecting all that lives

Festering in the wound

you left on your world

from the rotten piles

a new world soon will grow

You'll feel eternal agony

A world shall rise

without any life

Pus forms on the flesh

that you left behind

Rotting until there's

nothing left of you

Rotten to the core

Putrid flesh is all that's left

of your pathetic world

bodies in great piles

all form into one

together as one new life