Trapped In Unhuman Flesh

Ribspreader

Thrown through time, replaced by one of them
Now trapped in sickness, a crawling dying thing

Roaming their cities as a prisoner in fear
Learning what hell they bring and awaiting the end

Knowledge attained in horror, the plague they surely are
To enthrone our own time and send us all to rot

In ancient rotting graves
Of inhuman flesh we will be

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