Abbath Harvest Pyre

I am the ruin of all a squint can dim survey I am the dearth of hopes dystopic cowl Dismay I cast the baubles through rapine my fortune illacquired Upon the flames rent the night deny the trinkets vice Desired I squander riches lay the bitches lust a jaded spray I dream of nightmares conjure monsters sip Decay From breast of goddess milk the darkness blood a dulling wine I angle sideways path a blind maze defy the scythe of Time Tap the jugular bleed the vampire Tar the slime pit surf Quagmire Heal cadaver harvest pyre(Raw Wound ) Pyre I trawled the aether sweating reefer Sole belief I m beneath Her Glow decrease her in abyss deep