My soul decays with the rotting body.
The life raped by tears and death.
A sword crossing your eyes.
My life and my universe feel the blood.

I feel (that) the hand that feeds me,
Nourishes obscurity.
I feel (that) the hand that feeds me,
Nourishes obscurity.

The darkness envoy will burn you.
Will feed off your skin,
tearing it apart
with its sharp wolfen fangs.

Asphyxiation corrupts the silence,
the ambient is taken by dark tones.

(A violet reflex rebounds to the center)

The winds take away
the stench of blood,
rottenness, but they
return...

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