In a sea of desolated forms, Every night you see an apparition Hear voices of a known strange, Frustrations are your reasons to live Think you walk to the future, In reverse is your destiny In each face, see the ferid figure Of your macabre, misery of sanity Your rotten subconscious, Awakes the feeling of repulsion, Everyday, in every person, Expulses the horror of your worst fear Dismember the abomination The morbid desolation of your spirit, That influying the endless anguish, Of anxieties never seen Drowned, poor soul, possessed by confusion Tenebrous apparition coming, Why do live more? The wisdom of my madness, Is opened to the extremes The shadows of my past, Enter in the rain of d**h Wishes of a quiet peace, Turn to lost illusions Impure thoughts of blasphemies, To all the so called gods Hate and fear control, my weak piece of humanity Emptiness like sepulcher, horror born from mind Awaiting my salvation, of this self immolation Sometimes the aware being, becomes the reincarnation Of all loathsomeness, agonizing with anger to die, Ignoring the infinite reality Tenebrous apparitions, infestation of desolation Tenebrous apparitions, the main fear is yourself