Of the Pestwielder Lyrics

Abhorrent, reflected apparition.
Thou which art come as apostate to man,
And yet adhered as a god by thy synod of earthly flesh,
Or else they wail with slit throats, or blind themselves with knives.
As a flood thou art come, welling from the pit,
And as a fire thou shalt burn the boughs of the earth .

Plague Winged Seraph!
Pestilent Crown!
Plague-wielding Fiend!
Pest wielding Death!

Anointed Death.
Anointed in black unguent and enrobed in pall.
Holding a sword and a chalice of bile.
Exhaling decay from unstitched mouth.
Spewing insects over a pulpit of soil.

Pestwielder

Thou art come,
promulgating woe as unweaver of the very fabric of life.
Yet if thou ert not as psychopomp or as god,
By what name art thou, or by what claim have thee?

“…”

Plague Winged Seraph!
Pestilent Crown!
Plague-wielding Fiend!
Pest wielding Death!

So doth close
The third gave
Which reflects as glass