You can eat my flesh and the fruit of my entrails
so that my hidden eye observes you, observes you.
Devoured with the extinct soul, I take with me your tears away,
that the wind envies to my pain.
Lost shade in an ossuary, adorned with stars, I succumb
to the cold edge of the blade.
Be mine until d**h, be mine or be cursed...
Metal machines inside your flesh,
vicious fossils violate your dreams.