Raids to Punishment - Foscor

Doctrine…

Convince believers

Flog the piles that seems almost to shrivel

The hilt of pulse hits, displeases flucks

Undivided laws inflicts

What flesh deserves

Solitary shapeless lords

With dodder walk

Raids!!!

To the sicken world of the coward sort

Graves!!!

Override the court in a human form, dodge punishment

How pathetic atmosphere

Since old creation

Piles of bones just should them be

Until answers could not sound

Pleasant… painful rise

Rivers… of warm red lies