The Behest of Serpents - King of Torment

King of Torment
Long left dormant
Atone your debt
Paid with your
Flesh, blood, bones
Limbs, fingers, and toes
Use them to
Sculpt my throne
Offer me
Pain and woes
I have slept for centuries
But now I rule once more
My servants have woken me from deep within this planet's core
Extremities offered to me will grow my kingdom evermore
Fall to your knees and beg my mercy
Lambs to slaughter, human fodder
I feast upon your tortured souls
I'll tear you limb from limb
Drink your marrow
Peel your skin
Severed heads on a pike
Decorations made with spite
Flesh, blood, bones
Dismember
All you own
Use them to
Sculpt my throne
Offer me
Pain and woes
I thrive on your suffering
It breathes me full of life
Disemboweled, disavowed
I am your new found king
Asphyxiation, disintegration
Praise to me you'll sing
Your sorrow is mine
As I rip out your spine
Laceration, extermination
And to life you cling
My legacy, an empire of teeth
All that is left of those that struggled to speak
Carcass discarding, a grandiose devouring
The trophies I've taken from gods and the meek
Sinners and martyrs cry out the same
Organs and viscera spread like a plague
Insides on outsides, writhing in pain
I bring new meaning to pure agony
Fall to your knees and beg my mercy
Worship your king, for you are my slaves
King of Torment
Long left dormant
Atone your debt
Paid with your flesh

Written by:
Steven Lunsford

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