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To the endearment of one as yet unmade, 
I may only ask once in the frailness of your image
of a boon undeserved and yet needed in desperation.
May these words illustrate with sincerity 
the terror of a soul from which your ailments derive…forgive me.

Would your kindness exceed the reach of my own,
I may ask only your forgiveness for that which I have given to you.

Still bleeds the wound of my intent,
pronouncing the syllables of every curse’s name
which I have extended to you.
From that which is the most base in me,
I forged in the fruit of my passions what must now
be my guiding light,
what must now be the best, the only good in me.
Yet doubts unified with the trepidations tower, 
and I shudder with the fear of their truths.

May your blade strike true in this bleak and frigid world.
May your torch burn bright in the darkness.
I pray you have her strength.
I pray you have her courage
and do not look within to that which I 
have undoubtedly sewn in you.

You will find no comfort, 
only a shade wherein there is
no hope, 
no love, 
no light, 
no warmth, 
no joy, 
no sun, 
no sky above.

I may only ask once in the frailness of your image
of a boon undeserved and yet needed in desperation.

Forgive me.

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from The Blackest Volume (Like All the Earth Was Buried), released February 17, 2017
*featuring additional vocals from Zachary Kerr of Anagnorisis*

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Midwestern grinding death painting an atmosphere of horror and visciousness across the necks of listeners.

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