Griefgiver
My corruption, it worsens. The worms dig deeper
Pit of mental anguish. This casket locking me within
In my own stench of darkness. Conscious returns
I hear their movement. Enter the graveworm
CRAWL
Feel every mastication, piercing the rib cage, the undead man
A judgment unjust
Consume my vital last look
Of existence I've known, now be eaten undead
Trapped, unmoving in black. Terror rips through my brain
Seeking rot for sustenance. Fall upon my face, a living squirming
rain
Cacophony of consumption a thousand hungered mouths gorge
themselves
On decomposite skin, no screaming out, I'm devoured within
GRAVEWORM
Eat of flesh, a graveful fear
Picked clean to the bone, tortured tomb...... I lie alone.