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Mordbrand
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The Spawning (Born of Rot)
Somewhere in the omnipresent mist below the rim of infinite night
The servitors are coming, those who occults the sane
Conjure forth the limbless ones
At the spawningground of the miscreant
Nested in dark wet soil, trudging through the festering
Born of rot and murderous scourge
Prostrate before a hunger paramount
And venerate the great dark to rewrite the world
Reverence for the locust hordes
Leak through the ruptured membrane of reality
Born of rot and putrescence
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Prostrate before a hunger paramount
And venerate the great dark to reshape
With reflections from the shallows
The halfforms now are gathered
At the spawningground of the miscreant, hidden in rank decay
Rise now, visceral scion of a ruined race
The halfforms now are gathered, those who occults the light
Propagation of the deathdrones
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