Thunder of endless pain
Plagues me like disease
This mortal stain
Which poisons my existence
Living in vain
Under the fucking "god" who lies
About my salvation
It is I
Who runs amongst the earth
Shrouded in shadow
In between the towering pines and the snaring vines
Of the rotten forest
Crushing bones under feet to dust
To be forgotten
In this true homestead
Which is my coffin
Left alone with these dark dreams
That runs in the veins of my mind
As it decays
To be left in immortal mortuary
Please let me sleep
With this rigor mortis
As the maggot and worms feast
All is silent
The dead leaves fall upon the gravestones
The cold air quivers
With the midnight bell's tone



 
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