A soft, mute light
Envelops the snow-peaked mountains
Heavenly fields
Whisper in the wind
Monuments
Declare their undying loyalty
To their visceral sovereign
He sits on the throne
An unseen shadow manipulating flesh and essence
Insatiable appetite fuels its imminent ascent
Nearing the rapture
It hungers for divine pelt and bone
The vessel convulses, bеstial growls escape it’s jaws
Gnawed carcassеs strewn at the bed of his pedestal
Strands of sinew in his teeth
The abhorrent entity
Is invigorated from the maniacal feasting
An overindulgence of this flesh causes the mortal suit to split and tear at the abdomen
A surge of chyme and fragmented bone erupt