Odium by Our Thoughts Amounted

To kill oneself, is to bypass any question of doubt.
The body may perish, though only just as night turns day.
Within each soul, what comes of it shall rest in wonder.
Risen from my deathbed for reasons unknown.

Yet I awaken from twilight,
My soul refuged from incarceration.
Bloodlust runs within my veins.
Ceaselessly, i begin to chant hyms of a sacrilegious testament.

Grant this blade blessed cessation.
May impending wrath scar generations,
Infection with torment of ages.
Loss of control I feel no compassion.
As i watch life escape, I become enraptured.
Loss of control.
No compassion.

To live is to suffer, yet to suffer was insufficient.

Contained was a specter
Which once spread
Torment and dread.
Its wrath spoke of only in whisper

Encompassed by chaos, seduced by fear.
Born of wrath, damnation draws near.

Arise, Odium, and spread infernal sorrow once more.
Rise, Odium, to spread infernal sorrow once more.

Tragedy unfolding,
A vessel is consumed and all weep beneath unlit skies.
No breath will come at ease as panic entombs worlds in hollow.

With godlike power, the lands shall be scorned
Corruption runs all throughout my very being
With godlike power, the lands shall be scorned

With a wave of my hand
Civilizations vanish
As if they never existed

With godlike power, the lands shall be scorned
Corruption runs all throughout my very being

The howling of terror fills the air
As thousands perish against my wrath
This world is crumbling

Yet my strength still grows
The man that was once remains no longer

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