Lust from Phantasmagoria by The Earth As We Know It

Within this realm of flesh and blood you tear and bleed.
Scavenge for scraps from those less fortunate and wallow in the squalor about you.

What's left for you here?
We'll trade weight for weight.
Your soul in gold.

My friend.
What loss is worth such a reward?
Regard this as a gift.
How could you refuse?
It is of no use to you.
That which you abuse.
Forlorn since bestowed in the womb.

You lack virtue. Vigor. Honor.

What's left for you here?
We'll trade weight for weight .
Your soul in gold

I'll only take you where you were destined to be.
A personal realm molded by thy fleshful deeds.
In the darkest blackness in a blazing sea.
To dwell eternally in your life of sin.

Now shake my hand.
Your soul shall rot away.
On the brink of existence.
With all the rest.
In such a short life.
You bring so much despair.
Man is the omen of Earth.

What's left for you here?
We'll trade weight for weight.
Your soul in gold.

Within this realm of vex and flames you burn and weep.
The only escape is the madness within convincing it's just a dream.

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