Anti-Flesh Nimbus - Funeral Mist

Build in me, O LORD!

and

once again grant me Light, to fill this human void, Yes,

chasten me with Sight!

I speak wounds, and my blood

is a tune of Death, and my word shall devour flesh.

I slayed the lion to become

him, I am HUNGER!

Anti-flesh nimbusl… I crush

my eyes, to gain the sight of a god.

My heart is fixed, O LORD,

and my veins are prepared, to receive thy venom, to channel

thy glare.

Mad with the over-

flow, I open my chest, and my word shall devour flesh.

The earth trembled and was

silent, shook and stood still.

Anti-flesh nimbus… I choke

the human within, to gain the

will of a god.