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This vow must end

The curse of death

A walking plague

What price to pay.

How, do you end a vow to an elder god.

The weakness of a father cannot be the curse on the son.

Why must I pay for the sins, of a man so weak he

gave in to the vow of blood cursing his sons.

This vow must end

The curse of death

A walking plague

What price to pay.

Returning to the gates of the abyss

To test the will of the creatures within.

Fed by my bloodline for eons long past.

This shall now end at the gates of oblivion.

Suffering brought to this world by my bloodline can’t be undersold.

We have brought the conquest of abyssal creatures to this world.

Reaping and reaving, from countless bloody wars

With my ancestors at the helm of a murderous horde.

Zealotry and ravenous hunger for flesh of mortal souls

Has burned and broken countless gates flooding with gore

In the end besides the power, before my eyes.

I care nothing for the eternal lies.

This vow must end

The curse of death

A walking plague

What price to pay.

Dismissal of the undead back to abyss,

Never to return and scour the earth again.

A husk of a man, I am the broken one

Flinging my body to the eternal ones.

Twisting and turning through the endless void

Surrounded by darkness and ancient gods

I’ll endure the pain of eternal torment

As penance for my bloodline’s lament