Posterior stabwounds.
In a violent siege.
Why must existence end this way.
Vital fluids draining away.
Premature departure.
With countless enemies to slaughter.
Certain fates have been consummated.
Until warfare has been surmounted.
Consciousness is slowly fading.
Blood won't stop discharging.
Nemesis delivered to the parallel crypts.
A cliff of spikes will be the place of interment.
(solo Steve Giddens)
Why must existence end this way.
Vital fluids draining away.
Premature departure.
With countless enemies to slaughter.
Crumpled to the earth, opposed forces.
Parished, exposed in putrefaction.
The vast horizon has been fulfilled.
Nemesis is now awakened.