The Rot

By Interloper

Thumbnail

This world, cruel with pain

Guides my way below

There’s no way to see

The love I’ve been bestowed

Pitch black wailing cave

Panicked but not alone

Reaching hands will behold

My ritual

You take part in

I drain you cold

Where all warmth has been

Has been

Blight will reign down upon

All who cross me

Every limb bears the rot

Flagrant disease

Carries you into a fever dream

Colonize the truth

Breeding agony

Cold sweat cascading with the storm

Flooding through your veins

Drowned in apathy

All helping hands

A farce to me

Crawling vines

Stranglehold my mind

I know not love

I know not warmth

I know just sorrow

I only take

I know not lovе

I know not warmth

I know just sorrow

I only take

Only take

My ritual

You take part in

I drain you cold

Whеre all warmth has been

Has been