I am many and we are one Seeketh I must and findeth we shall From the tunnels most abhorred I, the unclean, once crawled forth Dripping with fluids repulsive and vile Haunting the night, ravaging minds The stench of human fear is addictive A source of bliss there is in each victim Waiting for that moment so sweet to arrive When you are lost, thats when Ill strike I am many and we are one taketh I must and feedeth we shall ...and feedeth we shall! Though I slash you open and brand my mantra on your skin Its not your flesh Im after but what lies deep within Only a fool would mistake this for a dream a deathstruggle this is and resistance just strengthens me! No force, no light, no flame Just a dead soul in a living grave I am many and we are one Taketh I have and returneth we shall
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