Sculptured in hands ov Christ, stigmata séance ov ruined spirits.
Restricted in chaotic whisper, ov piercing divine, in gore & slime.
In rot & slime we lose our hold, my holding vermin, backbones ov small.
Slaughtering the small, incinerators ov war, I'm the fiery blaze ov phobic in close.
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