Existence, throught a spirit's will
A force, use the power of evil
Darkness, visualize
As light pierces through your yearning eyes
Rebirth of a lost soul
Your body, a channel with witch to grow old
Mephitic, smell of d**h
Rancid flesh, of the undead
Inner screams,
Useless tears,
Shattered bones.
My prayer...
"Oh Lord...
...Help me die."
"Please help me die."
This inner gloom,
A subterrainean hell.
A morbid sleep,
In my stygian world.
My mind is locked,
At chains my thoughts.
I pray for d**h.
Euthanasize my soul.
Sanctify me!
Epitaph, to mankind
Engraved, on your mind
Stigmata, on the flesh.
Dead images, put to rest.