Deform in your mind,brakished in dellir,
Desire of a bloody rage that isn't just enough
Just a mass-appeal sinner that is blinded by fear,
Guided by insanity to the house of wrath.
Now you choke in the emperia of hate
No crime lives in the perfect bliss-
It's just the circleness of fate
So now suffocate, in the deaths maliecious kiss.
I guess we all are ment to be-obscured by the shine of the night;
Breathing with silver dust and seeing all in a diluted, faded light,
Boil in this sulfuric mass that we call Life,count till the end of daze
Captured and veiled in this cacoon-a perfect cover of the amnistic maze.