He is the enhancer
Of your so-called cancer,
The dancer amongst the inept fools
Adaptation,
An expletive for life to continue on
To the unknown,
You are lost now

Eyes bleeding to all the witnesses,
In which god do you trust?
What are the differences?
The instances that you become
The devil's apprentices
The nuisances, the nuances
Of the blood that spills before him

At his whim, we fall,
Even the darkness dims,
The rims that circle his heart
Made of tin.

He is the one with fear of nothing,
If all is lost including your fragile lives
It will be found
Mutated and contorted
Rise from your graves
Dead ones meet your master
Prepare yourselves thrown to his will
He is the enhancer of your so-called cancer,
The dancer amongst the inept fools
Now all of you,
Praise your necromancer,
Beware death and anguish are his tools.

The crimson tears that your wounds weep,
The steep hill of insanity is deep and profound
Leap into the sky and die.

Lord Karnal Scourge! Claim all that's rightfully yours.
Lord Karnal Scourge! A plague of death onto this world.