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So diseased. This ward. It teems. With pains. Suffer, the form, wellness, restrained. So weak. This frame. Ailment. Embraced. Each woe of health this diseased humanity suffers. Is the result of the death bride our hand we offered. Aching and ailing we don this bacterial shroud. So that around bed and grave we will gather a crowd. Ailment embraced for life to death It pains it aches it steals our breath

Rain falls down. On love’s grave. No one mourns, hatred’s slave. No one cares she is gone. Since care is interred as well. Compassion mourns for her friend then falls in to join her in hell. Unkempt plot. Overrun. Thorns of hate. Shield the sun. What has become of our race? Nature inclined to disgrace. Embracing the bloodlust of sin. We walk to our grave and dive in.

Entranced, unheeding. I yearn for her hand. Her pale form so lifeless. The queen of the damned. Unyielding. Unholy. To the grave she brings me. So cold her touch. Enslaved. I must. Rotting her womb. Her bed my tomb. She is, my chosen. I gave her my soul. This bride, so putrid. The whore of sheol. Bring me to the grave. Torture me your slave. Let me raise your veil. And kiss the lips of hell. Hell. My bride. This bride is chosen. She leads men astray. Her cold stone affection. Means my end of days.