Void Health Shift I

Swarm Oath,

     Taken to end the war of a spear's grinning tip, Masking cancerous intentions of a hunting death party, Marked with the diseased scent of a F(r)iend's li(f)e to yourself minuscule demeanour silhouette, Methodically dreaming of a malicious Shakespearian blood exposed curdling scene, Finding yourself necrotically dead husk of a man standing over the fallen skeletal hands of said enemy in the mirror's dignity, Too wayward spell long spent battling adversary imposters, Incanted into your sickness gaunt disguised gone inner rogue blind eye, A dementia ode time over you victory! A Lewis Body emotion terror flag.

In earnest anticipation of,