Spontaneous Generation - Archspire

Phantom limbs arrive

Binding to me through the artifact infecting flesh

The glass spawns life

Amazed as I mutate

My mind transforms the skin that surrounds me

In grotesque embrace

What was once locked has now been reopened

I can’t stop morphing

I have made a new hand

It can excrete larva from the lost kings constant nightmare

Unleash

Exploiting entities released from infinity

Spew forth insects from my hands portal

Scarab beetles scurry out from my palm

Cloning super-numerary body parts I’ve never needed

Contorting my new limbs into impossible configurations

I can’t stop morphing

See with six eyes

Speak with seven tongues

Hear with nine ears

My veins swell until they splatter

Capillaries crawl from my eroded skin like centipedes

Black-living-sludge

Animated automatic anatomy attack

This anomaly intimately integrated into me

Arms dissecting one another, opening with wicked rigor

I’ve become a mass of ponderous bulk expanding rapidly

Self modification propelling my delusion

Enlarging living tumorous tissue

Cell mutation becomes addictive

Insects swarm out of my hand

Capillaries crawl out of my eroded skin like centipedes

Black-living-sludge

Animated automatic anatomy attack

This anomaly intimately integrated into me

Pulsating fragrant lesions and cysts

Ripe with the abundant stench of metamorphosis

My mutation infatuation

(The catalyst.)

To cultivate spontaneous generation

Animated automatic anatomy attack

See with six eyes

Speak with seven tongues

Hear with nine ears

Manifest nightmares from the hells of the kings infinity

As he returns from solitude to infamy

Manifest

All await the new beginning

Open up your mind