Abandoned in the black of space

Entrapped in a deadened mental state

Frantic

They fall beneath his feet

Hell erupts in unsuspecting deceit

Beyond the realms of god lies the antidote of life

A means to rid them all of...

A means to rid them of famine pain and strife

Carvings etched into the flesh of unsuspecting humans

Among the withered a sole survivor penetrates the heart

Inhale as lungs decay

A silent agony shrouded in dismay

The horrors pulsing in the halls of the ishimura

The fire stems from inner sin

Enveloping all in blistering skin

Swarming in the vacuum

Suffefing in the continuum

The fire stems from inner sin

Enveloping all in blistering skin

What shall it be?

Their limbs the key

What shall it be?

Their limbs the key

Scouring bodies in inherent disease

The will is gained to escape the clutches of the dead

Alive in hell

Lost in the dark

To be consumed into its shell

Echoes of human life circulate in the absence of light

The vicarious nature of ignorance

A mortal god amongst demons

These hollow halls are now the bowels of them all

A trophy of clandestine unearthing manufactured by the devil himself

His prophets unleash the plague onto wandering believers

Cannibalistic inhumanity

The stampede of suicide reeks of defecation

Projection of nightmares as they suckle on the gristle

Conversion into the kingdom of the monolith

Entrails; the hanging gardens of Babylon

Cascades of blood upon the revel

A place most unsuitable for life

The apex of mutation vomited from grimoire

The necromorphic veil clings to the only salvation

Unable to accept dead space as my tomb

Choking on vomit

Eyes hazy

Skin crawling like scarabs under my skin

They chew and pick at my flesh

Sanity never to be seen again