The Kind of Being Occultists Warned You About

Time to wake, to hunger, to break

Feel my touch, feel my mind
Feel my love and be mine, be mine
Feel the rush, and consume in kind
All is dust in time, in time

Fear my touch, fear my mind
Fear my love and be mine, be mine
Ashes to ashes, and lust to lust
Eternity shatters, sublime, sublime

I live, I feed, I hunger
I live, I feed, I die
I live, I feed, I hunger
I live, I feed, I die
I live, I feed, I hunger
I live, I feed, I die
I live, I feed, I hunger
I live, I feed, I die



Credits
Writer(s): Owl Gris-volonté
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