The Artifex
Abbath
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Reclined in swathe of bedlam's grimoires
Sheathes of ancient vellum cradle skull
Sigils scour sallow skin, copper veins
Drip gnosis, draw mind from mortal lull
I pluck the stitches, stun the senses
Milk the pain I graze
I storm the portals of dead immortals
Trapped in yesterdaze
I dive to new depths, plunder sunk wrecks
In culp of fetid drain
I seek the artifex, disenchant hex
To lift this curse of cain!
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Artifex absorb a corpus
Alchemy in limbic vortex
Archetype bequeath a gene
To murder eden, dismember dream
Beyond arc of reaper's lethal grace
The shade of cain shrives guilt in mud
And golems raised all display his slain
Brother's bludgeoned face