The Obscuration

Heed the hellfire chatter

Glimmering war of the undead

Pulsating fear and dread

If my bones could rebel

In this diminishing horrid realm

In the cursed ground i dwell

My decayed relics are found

In the grasp of the earth

Remembrance seeps through the mound

Buried on a bastard graveyard

Inextinguishable flare of death

Frenzied demonic rest

Ceaseless fluctuations of hell

Contorted hammers chimes the bells

From every grave a rattling shade

Is given vent to its rage

In a chasm of infinite lament

United in vile dissent

Dead, restless and discontent

Where are we free to roam

Confined in a burning hole

Eternally haunted souls

Our decayed relics are found

In the grasp of the earth

Remembrance seeps through the mound

Exhumed on a bastard graveyard

Inextinguishable flare of death

Frenzied demonic rest