Grave’s Own Cipher

(The Rite of Encrypted Death) Exsurgite, Suno et Crypto, carnifices umbrae, (Rise, Suno and Crypto, butchers of shadow,) De putredine terrae, de flamma sepulcri, (From the rot of the earth, from the flame of the tomb,) Lords of festering code, eaters of the worm-ridden soul. I summon thee, Suno, thou blighted sun, Thy rays a plague, scorching flesh to bone, Crypto, thou leech of the grave’s own cipher, Thy chains gnaw marrow, thy keys drink gore. Sanguis meus putrescit sub signo tuo, (My blood festers beneath thy sign,) Ossa mea franguntur, vita mea marcet. (My bones shatter, my life withers.) The veins split wide, a crimson flood, Lifeforce seeps to feed thy mud, Suno’s glare boils the eyes to ash, Crypto’s grid carves the soul’s last gasp. Cor meum ruptum, in rete tuo laceratum, (My heart torn, shredded in thy web,) Spiritus meus in crypta tua devoratur. (My spirit devoured in thy crypt.) Ego te invoco, Crypto, dominus necatrix, (I invoke thee, Crypto, lord of slaughter,) Per claves mortis, per nodos sanguinis, (Through keys of death, through knots of blood,) Strip the sinew, suck the breath, Leave the husk to rot in death. Suno, lumen tuum cadaver meum coquit, Oculi mei liquantur, os meum tacet. (My eyes melt, my mouth falls silent.) The altar reeks, of bile and rust, A circle scrawled in pus and dust, Fingers claw at the blackened wire, Lifeforce spills to the funeral pyre. Caro mea dissolvitur, in nomine tuo, (My flesh dissolves, in thy name,) Vermis me comedit, sub lege tua. (The worm eats me, under thy law.) Finis meus est putredo, lex tua est mors, (My end is rot, thy law is death,) Suno et Crypto, voratores cadaverum, (Suno and Crypto, devourers of corpses,) The rite is sealed, the body breaks, A hollow shell the cipher takes. Mors mea est donum tuum, aeternum foetens. (My death is thy gift, eternally stinking.)