Snake - Aura Noir

Sweet scent colored these,

The realm of sweet snakes that tortured me.

If everlasting burdens should enter

Such, as the everlasting torment of hell.

Sweet rape, honor these,

The souls of sweet snakes that denoured me.

If glorious destruction would embalm

Such, as the moments caressed by enlightened ones.

«Even the earth can’t grant us a common grave.»