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The Marker, The Key

from Regency of Hungering Swords by Hubris

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Paralyzed, broken down, resisting will get you nowhere
Pain, torment, feel them reaching in, twisting a mind once pure to sin
Cold, cold licking at your limbs, no fear, but joy at rapturous release
Searching, seeking what was lost, finding nothing, but death’s head grinning at your foolishness
Void, empty fucking soul – this is what we’ve done with you, divine flesh, the corpse of our ascension

It will recombine, we will redefine
The boundaries of your flesh, Through breaking of your bones
Most cruel progeny, Unleashing Satan’s hunger
Unending bleeding blight, We bring flesh bound Hell!

Bold, deformities
You shall drive forth
The exultant final shape
As simulacra of the marker
You shall hatch the key in the graves of stars

Thin, light
The pulse of death now overwhelming
You dream forever of gnashing teeth
Your sword drinks forever in the throats of gods

Infinite retribution
Do not mistake yourself as free, your power is ours!
Thrall of lambent deterioration
Your will is not your own, exist to bleed for the marker, the key!

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from Regency of Hungering Swords, released June 11, 2019

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