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Sullen, I begged for a cure for the sickness that plagued me

while wasting away in utter dismay

Terrified of my

Final resting place

A man of fallen faith

These pleas were met with the silence of the grave that soon would bear my name

I have been forsaken

A whisper of temptation crept forth from the everblack

and in my weakness I accept

Infernal life swells within my chest

Bestowing might to feeble flesh

Deconsecrated unseen forces vanquish

what once was venerated

piety castrated

I surrender to Legion’s call

A maddening cacophony of demoniac squall

There is no turning back from this tainted pact

Now confined to the black of the mind

bare witness to the once divine

Reborn in the blessings of the sick

Becoming the infinite conduit

Demons bathe in my spirit, I become the Iconoclast
The bringer of despoiling plagues that will overcast heaven
As living flesh betroths destruction

No longer bound by perdition

Deceive, Consume, Hecatomb

Primordial

Prodigal

We Are Legion

Living breathing blasphemy

I surrender to Legion’s call

A maddening cacophony of demoniac squall

There is no turning back from this tainted pact

Enthralled by Legion's call

A maddening cacophony of demoniac squall

Obsidian invocation

Unhallowed one bring forth Damnation