Shell of Perversion - The Modern Age Slavery

Here is the deceit and candour

The darkness without hope, her image of love

Headsman of her own dignity burn in eternal suffering

Buried in the maze of an unlimited pain

Ravish in an underground shell of perversion.

Awaiting her time to kill

A silent scream dwells inside

Until her thirst is quenched

Until her grief has drawn

While you are dying, look straight into her eyes

Here are breath and blood

Hopeless to reach the core of this sadden and quieten.

But everything is written

Under thousands years of existence

Tears to pain

Pain to anger

Anger to hate

Until her thirst is quenched

Until her grief has drawn

While you are dying look straight into her eyes

Draggle as much as she can in this black age

Draggle to prove herself she won’t be scared anymore.

Scared anymore