Rancid stench of the rotten one permeates
Wreaking of decomposition
From beneath the dirt
Now unearthed and crawling up onto the alter
Fighting to break from the roots
Detaining the beast
Risen from below
Struggling to approach
Shackled in the vines
They try to pull him into the underworld
But the animated corpse continues toward me
As they peck the features from it's flesh
Rancid stench of the rotten one permeates
Wreaking of decomposition
Upholding the mask
Holding me and standing up onto the alter
Fighting to break from the roots
Detaining the beast
I am all that's left of your embodiment
Look what they inflict upon our body now
How long will you let them feed upon our flesh
And defile the gift we've been given?
Like the swarming of fowl they tear away the skin of the sarcous undead holding me
High above his head
The creature adorns the mask that has imprisoned my soul within its construction
Disincarnate, my severed spirit and this mangled carcass
Coalesce and join as one
I inherit the wounds and once again I can feel the torment
But this time I welcome the pain

They try to pull me into the underworld
The unholy wraiths continue toward me
And they peck the features from my flesh