Heirs Of Pestilence

Heirs Of Pestilence
Heirs Of Pestilence

A howling drone fills the air
Blended perfectly with their screams
A punishment sent by the divine
Wings of chitin block out the light
A cloud of torturous death
Has selected us for violation
Incisions made by mandibles

Entrance to the hypodermis
The insects crawl under your skin
Legs Scuttle, your legs buckle

Your flesh is raped to make space
For the offspring of the living pestilence
Degraded to a site of breeding
Feel the vermin fuck underneath your skin
Eggs laid and fertilized underneath your muscles

Only to hatch as soon as they are laid
Feel the spawn eat their way out
As you twist on the floor in agony

For we are the heirs of this pestilence

Internal organs perforated
The insects exit your body
Through every orifice
And search for their next victim
Leaving behind unimaginable gore

For we are the heirs of this pestilence
Sent by the angered gods above

For we are the heirs of this pestilence
Sent by the angered gods above