Final Struggle of Selves - Tomb Mold

Horrors of our predicament

Effluent stench of cerebral decay

Muttering malignant rumors

Cast down

Inquisitive

Vengeful

Align your now withered limbs

Dissection imminent

Abominable lore now fulfilled

Begin final struggle of selves

Inner intruder encroaches

Insectoid timeline unearthed

A thousand stories circulate

Partings now interwoven

Sacrifice your form

To follow the precarious path

Forego your inner guidance

Acknowledge the task at hand

Beneath your peculiar shell

Lies a form made strong through time

Grotesqueries

Globe of greenfire

Unbeknownst slumber disturbed

Tremendous pain now endured