Songs of despair pt.IV
Whilst the dark hanging from skies above the vile hands reached my horrid soul, I stand here too quiet breathing the ungodly glow,
enraptured by the presence of despair that rises upon me, while the striving soul of mine eclipsed by the shadows of the dying sun,
a symphony within my mind drowned me in endless oceans of black thoughts, save me solicitous death, life is my sanction,
I writhe with my eyes wide shut and I throw myself into the hands of madness as the malicious curse assails me,
the darkness flickers overhead within the deepest depths where purity blanched in blackish dread, consumed by emerging hatred,
nail shaped echoes pierced my corpse with anguished obscenity, I no longer can hold pain for I am the purest form of it,
am I still human? or am I just another beam of detestation?
as I march on the brink of sanity following the fetid trails of wandering giants, revealing the dull behind the morbid black
what is this but my reflected self, a death spell that destroys existence, the essence of a miraculous dreary eruption.