Gruesome shapes writhe across the endless sky

Cloaking all but the last red dying rays of sunlight

Voracious gulfs spit static whips

Whence I walked in a wicked paths into the cemetery

Slated arms

Horrendous fissures cleft the sky apart

To open from the dimensions lost

The time has come?

What waits in the chiasmic rifts will return

Open wide?

Breathe disease?

Winds of pestilence seethe

Throw wide the gatеs

Infestation shall lay waste

Vaporous winds emit a staunch, disgusting stеnch inside the crypt

Descending long down jagged steps into the pit

Where vaulted arches inscriptions seek to conjure charnel sects

Invoking what lays dead but dreams until release is set

With each spoken word of evil verse in an ancient tongue

Granite effigies hissed their answers sickly back to me as one

As I spoke the scents of ionization began to rise

And as I spoke the

Obsidian Gate emerged before my eyes

Open wide?

Breathe disease?

Winds of pestilence seethe

Throw wide the gates

Infestation shall lay waste

Beherit your graves, rise from R'Lyen

Reclaim your behest

The dead, the beast

This rebirth, I release

This infestation sets

The howls of beats' incest

Gateways still vomit filth

From now until the last Obsidian Gate!