Vereor Nox from Calamity by From Dying Suns

in the dead of the night
the stench of decay permeates
burning my lungs as I gasp and suffocate
cracking bones and rattling scraps of warfare
is all that remains

dilapidated fields of agony
adorned with the crests of warriors who rest forever with me

hungering madness, destined to be my saving grace
as steel collides they hypnotize the bastards
I've been sent to my end, I've come here to banish this pain
but my friend as I tread, I've come to enjoy the affliction

beneath a blood moon blades shine red as if craving for
crimson fluids, tinged with vengeance
in spite of me I'll consciously destroy the wheel that turns the tides of man

I reclaim
my rightful place as the slayer of all
I exclaim the death within

as I exterminate what used to be my kin
their empty eyes illuminate as my weapon takes their head

burn them, oh burden, burn them

cursed be the curses of scorn

wasteland of naught
vereor nox
fear the living
hate unforgiving

expelled by the dark which binds thee
consuming my every breath
once wishing for sanctity
I've sought my end

evil compels my thoughts
frenzied and somewhat distraught
fear the living

burn them, oh burden
burn them, oh burden

blessed by fire, needless to be
saved by the mire, dreaming in peace
screaming in peace

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