Rosch Mangulabnan

Gripping The Helm Of Thanatos

It has pillaged through our soil
Diabolical dilemmas consumed us with mass aggression
“Thou shall not nourish.”said the foul
Dread and perturbation gripped the prayer of the wrecked nation

We are test by our own mortality
For death sures with famine and false modesty
Isolation from thy hearth intoxicate our bliss
Rage shall empower the noxious beast

Still have the vigilance even though we are butchered at birth
Discord, Chaos and blasphemy flows within the liberation
Ten thousand vile years of decapitation

My brethren, the plague had risen
The ...