Living pain Sorrowful thoughts of my impure flesh I leave life as dusty walker leaves the desert My lonely desert! Don't you shed tears For me in your demented evelids My solitary pale flesh will rest when my spirit leaves My lonely spirit My aim is to fallow the monsters Wich my hate creates And fall from grace dowm into your cage
Full of thoughts that are leading me to hell Shadowns of the valley and mountain nights Which my soul sang and loved so Carry my impure flesh When the midnight blooms This is my last remembrance Lay my lonely d**h-bed On the forest oh men forgotten By the shade of a cross, and write on it: Was a poet dreamed, and loved (in life!)