Rancid stench of the rotten one permeates

Wreaking of decomposition

From beneath the dirt

Now unearthed and crawling up onto the alter

Fighting to break from the roots

Detaining the beast

Risen from below

Struggling to approach

Shackled in the vines

They try to pull him into the underworld

But the animated corpse continues toward me

As they peck the features from it's flesh

Rancid stench of the rotten one permeates

Wreaking of decomposition

Upholding the mask

Holding me and standing up onto the alter

Fighting to break from the roots

Detaining the beast

I am all that's left of your embodiment

Look what they inflict upon our body now

How long will you let them feed upon our flesh

And defile the gift we've been given?

Like the swarming of fowl they tear away the skin of the sarcous undead holding me

High above his head

The creature adorns the mask that has imprisoned my soul within its construction

Disincarnate, my severed spirit and this mangled carcass

Coalesce and join as one

I inherit the wounds and once again I can feel the torment

But this time I welcome the pain

They try to pull me into the underworld

The unholy wraiths continue toward me

And they peck the features from my flesh