Like a candle flickering in that deep, cold dungeon hole, horizontal — dim but luminescent as a lightning bug, limp. A candle that’s moving more than just by a chill breeze: pacing. Smoke rising out from the gnarled, crusted lip, gently caressing the charred moss. Incantations gurgling in throws of grim doom, shadowed upon noir kept outlines of Helmut nodding. Roots and chains entombing a lockedness with nature. Attune with Earth’s center. The center of this rot. LORD OF CARRION arises from an unlit cauldron bubbling acid, antifreeze, and chili peppers.
♫♪ Hasufel - LORD OF CARRION
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