VILE BY DESIGN

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Blood fell from their wounds 
Yet they felt a new tide of life
As If they were just exhumed 
Energy consumed what was left of the corpses, in return for their souls
Sentience resumed 
Yet their conscious remained untuned 
No matter how hard they fought to subdue
The leech infused, to renew a new shell 
Cocooned for centuries upon a distant vision of hell 
It's quest to imbue it's brood into our cells 
Through the Wounds of our spirit and mind
Doomed as it would seem
But our frame improved, with no bind 
More power
With this new design
The lower denizens of Koravia felt the need to cosign, regardless of the signs 

Tendrils, blades, eyes in places they shouldn't be 
It was nothing an axe couldn't CLEAVE 
It was up to me ~ Leaving the planes clean
But to know inside I brought this shit to them 
A stain on the wastes, stuck in the tubes like phlegm 
I had to go further, and find the stem, or
My own soul, it will be condemned 
Unearthing this truth, to find the root 
Wasn't worth the loot, years of labor
And I get nothing but a rotten fruit 
With an axe and a sword, I will dilute
before it's spawn can reproduce, breaking the seal, and giving it the boot 
As my form remains sealed in this metal suit 
Blackened, an latchin', corrupted an maddened
I won't stop attacking, clawing and hacking, slaying on rapid
Cleansing the rabid, thousands unimagined
Through the visor, a full metal jacket 
How could this happen 
As their souls ate fate, contorted by the slate
Mine was tasked to kill
An everlasting torment as this new state left my physical form in ill 
No longer human, I observed
As the realm burned 
My only mission was to appease the four
Their sign, my armor bore, stygian at the core
Unable to restore, nothing will be as before
The signs were ignored, and now a war 
Even with decadence, I refuse reverence
With the blood of assailants, I'll create exodus
Ruin, like Persepolis, and rebuild into seven heads
A kingdom of prevalence
A palace where the heads of gods are impaled on a stake
And displayed as a sign
A place where chaotic infusion is slain on site
A place where evil has a different face, a new design, vile in essence
As it teethers away in presence
Eating away at the soul
As my human form lessens 
Metallic and warped-metal flesh, my shrine
Their will expended, through the vine 
With blade and hand, thus a new dawn begins
I WILL win ~ VILE BY DESIGN

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