Womb of the Devourer

Spawned from the void, her name a cursed flame, Mother of blight, the plague-bearer’s claim! Her lupine jaws devour the infant’s breath, Serpent-clawed queen, she wields the scythe of death! Her shadowed wings eclipse the dying stars, A shriek of doom from realms both near and far. With vulture’s thirst, she drains the fertile womb, Birthing despair, an empire of the tomb! Lamashtu! Flesh-born hunger! Lamashtu! Drown the world in fire! Lamashtu! Blade of torment! Lamashtu! Empress of the pyre! Her claws are razors, her fangs devour light, In cursed cradles, she butchers the night. Chaos unchained, her venom freely spreads, Where her feet tread, the rivers run with red. Crowned in rot, she reigns o’er fields of graves, A goddess of ruin where none are saved. The cattle wither, the harvest turns to ash, Kneel to her horror, her wrath shall never pass! I sip from the veins of the firstborn’s cry... I etch my name in the bones that die... The earth will fester, the heavens burn... I rise eternal—the wheel of doom shall turn! Lamashtu! Flesh-born hunger! Lamashtu! Drown the world in fire! Lamashtu! Blade of torment! Lamashtu! Empress of the pyre! Bloodied hands strangle the newborn’s wail... A mother’s cry lost in the gale... Night reigns eternal, no dawn shall return... Bow to the womb of the Devourer!