Anti-Flesh Nimbus (Funeral Mist)

Build in me, O LORD! and once again grant me Light, to fill this human void, Yes, chasten me with Sight! I speak wounds, and my blood is a tune of Death, and my word shall devour flesh. I slayed the lion to become him, I am HUNGER! Anti-flesh nimbusl... I crush my eyes, to gain the sight of a god. My heart is fixed, O LORD, and my veins are prepared, to receive thy venom, to channel thy glare. Mad with the overflow, I open my chest, and my word shall devour flesh. The earth trembled and was silent, shook and stood still. Anti-flesh nimbus... I choke the human within, to gain the will of a god.