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.