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In the wait lays Bodies ripe and warm

Flesh and bones ready to be torn

From his haunt they scream forlorn

Foreboding cries in vain

Existence to be claimed

Anatomical Annihilation

Flesh and bone decay

He'll have his wicked way

Anatomical Annihilation

Canvas for his hate

He'll revel in their plight

Exposed bones crack as their skin is scorched

Nerve endings scraped

By bloody rusted swords

His potions keeps them wide awake

Limbs and digits becomes his take

Anatomical Annihilation

Flesh and bone decay

He'll carve his wicked way

Anatomical Annihilation

Canvas for his hate

He'll revel in their plight

As they pass he brings them back to life

Their eyes met

With his rotted knife

Decimated by his rule

Growing old their bones become his tools

Anatomical Annihilation

Flesh and bone decay

He'll carve his wicked way

Anatomical Annihilation

Canvas for his hate

He'll revel in their plight