May death be kind to you, more then life, may the one that undoes your stitches of sanity be as delicate as the wind.

So love. Love with a broken heart, dream with a damaged mind.

And join us. Join us child of starlight, child of moonlight, child of darkness, on a feast of flesh and pain 

Let me welcome you, to the barathrum we created, where we shall consume, become one.

You too, will find something to become one with, to rot with, in our personal void.

For now, Become part of this forest, be it's flowers, it's leafs, the eyes in the trees, the gentle stream drowning rodents, be the decay, take up space.

And for now, don't worry please.

I won't let you live.

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grece be with u

moon dust in your lungs , sters in ur eyes you are a child of the cosmos

peple who wond us heve no sey in how we clen up the blood

all flesh rotts

the part where we remember the things we shoud forget

this destruction will be your rebirth

kill gods devour your oppsesions

someplace were nobody knowes your name

unhinge your jaw go for the throut

morals are for mortals

be not afreid for you are god

i bid myself to you tonight throu blood and bone flesh and haert no metter the twist of the knife death may come but we shall not part

Legally it's questionable, moraly it's disgusting, personally? I like it.