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Kataklysm — Dead Zygote

(Chapter 3 — Dethroned Son)
The skin, the veins, my flesh are tearing by themselves…

The inverted flow of my pulsation, of my life is being asphyxiated?
My glands begin to secrete acidic pus.
Aspiring my organs…

HE’S DAMNATION, early transformation…
Unnamable are my forms of decay.
Decay.
I run, spitting forth my thick blood…
I crouch to mortify my sleep.
Sleep.
Muscles are crushed from the inside?
I pass away! To die…
I volatilize as a soul…Soul…

Growing in at dark speed!
The demonic presence has baptized in ME…
I won’t let him be born!
This immortal creature,
This demonical vigorous demon.
I plunge in my corpse…
To clash the UPROAR.

I storm by rays, bleeding IT’S energy.
Suffering…HE reveals HIS toxic corruption.
Spreading…IT’S decease enveloping my anguished pureness.
Paralysis sets in ME?
I blaze of holiness…tremouring HIS sickness….
I grasp HIS power…draining HIM to be enfeeble.
I eradicate HIS remains…
To negate HIS last particle of life…
Blast to invisible ashes…choking forth…
Infernal blitz…into immortal reality.
The ANTI — SOUL evolution fades away…
…IT REGRESSES ETERNALLY.
The shadow of his fear…
Which inhibited me for years!
Lost his answers…
…OF UNMORTAL — SPIRITUALITY.

My life half rejoined my other half.
Soul and body to make one lethal force.
In connection the reincarnation of my cells…
…Returned me as my own!

I feel…
…Recoverance from my rest.
The NIGHT still has a part of ME?
Awake…
To forge my soul…

Untrapped from reality, In the middle of a ceremony.
The shield of time breaks in a church?
Regardless as the candles were losing life…
*Scripts of blood bound in the wax!
To melt deep below the lights…

…Extinguished the hoing priests.
…Blind confused thoughts.

As the SUN’S RAYS, destroy…the stained glasses…
I scream…VICTORY…
When I run to bash…the front doors…
…INFINITY.
Light beams of…wonderful fire!
…Burns me.
Soul freed! Happiness avenged me…

* — { «Inscribed on the candles is the day without a dawn!» } — *

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