The Enthralling Grave

By Goreworm

On Miasmic Solitude

Released on June 12, 2026

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Do you still recall that night

When the world was warped and reeling?

Blood that pulsed with cryptic warning

Limbs in scattered piles deploring

Sacrifice of broken jawbones

Life dissolved in whispered raw moans

Peeling scabs in hues contrasting

Black and white and bleeding everlasting

In my head now the worms are crawling

Hungry mouths and malice woven

Their teeth turn from black to golden

Bless me with your rites deceiving

Ancient sickness, darkly weaving

Retching vile and clouded fluid

Possessed birth, decay imbued

Here at dawn

The weeks dissolve to moments

Desperate eyes grow heavy

Worn by waiting

Wolves, take away, may

Must I yield to prophecy's verdict?

Words engraved to mark eternal passage

Summoning my promised immortality

O wolves, grant me immortality

Risen lichdom, deathly breathing

Poison fed to vermin seething

Feasting flesh, the hunger calling

Corpses pile, the grave enthralling

Now ascended, blissful undeath claims me

Bones enthroned in cryptic exultation

I begotten, risen through corruption

My rebirth, my eternal feast of souls