Voices from Beneath -

My sins will be gone, nefariously in dawn

Suffering matyrdom as my own reward

Prospects forever beeing tongue-tied

The last wishes won’t be denied

My legend breathes through sweet death that gratifies myself

Now paling grey skies, my revenge upon life

And knowing the raptures, that my soul discaptured

Possessed by fragments of decay

But fighting against me to delay

My legend breathes through sweet death that gratifies myself

Crawling in awful stealth to me

To ransack my poisoned soul for the key

Prospects forever beeing tongue-tied

The last wishes won’t be denied

My legend breathes through sweet death that gratifies myself

Where I have to bleed upon my knees

Rear the eternal tragedies

Possessed by fragments of decay

But fighting against me to delay

My legend breathes through sweet death that gratifies myself

Salvation in mine of being maligned

Sick constellations that have been declined

On this world along my paradise’s gone

The edge in my hand shows me I am the one

Temptations expired the body retires

Led to the end by my darkest desires

Serrations grow on and finally the dawn

Discovered me here in the throne of my mesmerized dreams…