As we patrol across these doomed lands
Seeking survivors and signs of life
Shrilling, piercing sounds of cracking bones
Haunt this perfidious valley
Beyond the gates of perdition
Behind tall fumes of fetid stench
The earth collapsed on itself
Imprisoning all living things
Slammed dozen miles deep
Isolated and starved to d**h
Inhaling toxic emanations of festered fluids
We call them the nefarious
The damned, the plagued
Foul bodies bathed in boiling blood
Among altars of circling bones
Melting away from the extreme
Warmth of the core of the earth
Maimed, crawling, at the dusk of existence
Necrotizing fasciitis will end this everlasting suffering
And punish us once again for our blasphemy
Running out of time
We witness pure horror
Perverted souls starring into the abyss
Our wounds are still bleeding
A swarm of desperate eyes looks up to the sky
We call them the nefarious
The damned, the plagued
Trying to catch a glimpse
Of the intruders under this occult downpour
Eyes like fireflies illuminating a chaotic moonlight