Exsanguination Tunnels - Valdrin

Thy Begotten realm

Below the underworld itself

Awake tonight!

Long forgotten memories gave way

To a hospice deep in hell’s lost abyss

Below a void as old as creation

The hospice gates have opened for us tonight!

Shadowed truths bestowed upon this place

Where mortal fears persist even in death

Towards the procession of nightmares

Shadowed dissident gods of the Orcus

Led to suffer

In dreams they’ve withheld

Dark echoing tragedies

And sins once erased

Mortal coil awakened once more

In an afterlife of pain, I will follow the trail of blood

Nex, the god of all the Orcus

Curator of these halls, exsanguination tunnels

The lobotomy theatre beckons my soul

«An abattoir of conscience, derision of your inner weakness — throes of torture

expelled

Regurgitate the essence, projected on seething cell walls — your power now

absconds

Languished in viscous obsolescence

Putrefying in tormenting hypnosis

And when you awake

You’ll forever be my slave»

The regicide exhibition

Continues to enslave

For I am merely a witness

To the horrors of this place

I peer into the first cell