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As you cry, the maggots feast on your eyes

Within my crypt, the children sing

On both knees, worshipping

The loss of innocence

As I spew every ounce of my pestilence

They lap up every last drop from the puddle

Streaming down their chins, I watch them gulp, drink my milk

Wretch

Swallowing my seed

Inside you they breed

Once the yolk breaks

They'll be freed

Drink my filth and praise my name

Upon my throne of bodies maimed