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Whispers rise from the garden floor Flies dance where the wounds still pour Sweet the scent of mold and bile Papa Nurgle loves your smile [Verse 1] I felt your breath in the septic breeze A rotting kiss through dying trees You held me close with bloated grace Maggots crawled to find their place [Verse 2] Your spores descend like falling snow Soft and wet, they start to grow Inside my chest, a pulsing bloom A gift of life that spells my doom [Chorus] This is decaying love Soft as plague, and sent from above In filth we grow, in death we thrive Your tender rot keeps me alive [Verse 3] No fear remains, no pain to hide Only warmth and death inside Your swollen arms, a grave, a bed Where dreams are sick and never dead [Verse 4] The garden sings in gurgled tone A choir of flies, and flesh, and bone The leeches hum your sacred psalm Your blessings ooze a holy calm [Chorus] This is decaying love Soft as plague, and sent from above In filth we grow, in death we thrive Your tender rot keeps me alive No fear, no pain, just warm disease A lullaby of leprous peace You cradle all who break apart And plant your spores inside their hearts [Chorus] This is decaying love A sacred curse we're worthy of In filth we grow, in death we thrive Your tender rot keeps us alive (Decay with me) (Stay with me) (Love eternally)