Despair, Agony and Anguish,
The only three words you'll ever know,
When your cold life has come to a finish,
Tears of blood, it's now your time to go.
Essence of the dead,
They cry along with her,
Screaming as she bled,
Everything in the world fading into a blur.
The face of the angel,
Burning its way into my eyes,
Whails of the bell,
Everything I've sacrificed for, dies.
Hell cannot be this grim,
Even as my soul would be desecrated,
She reminds me what has been,
The corpse of life, deteriorated.
Words of the curse that has been bestowed upon,
Forever endowed in letters of blood,
They say in the new Hell's dawn,
Once burning flames, leave only sud.
Her name, the subliminal messages of hate,
Everyone corrupted by her voice,
Lest the one last bit of hope, will come late,
Lowly I change, my own choice,
Slowly drifting, succubi devour my soul,
Wraiths of the once living, chill me to my bone,
Right is no longer the truth, always in termoil,
A long trip my soul must take, alone,
The road to my end, never fairer,
Her tears, they've finally ushered in a new era. |
