Pathogenic thoughts, a guilty conscience

The mock of society, a dreaded adversary

Living a life in penury, a sensation of pain

Forever being incured, an infirm soul

Empty holes to fill with hate, feeling void of all thoughts

Stay in the house of mourning, misfeasance around the world

Rebuke all living matter, whom is here to judge

Heavy blankets of red, flock around your head

Life has failed, bear all misery

The beast in all, die of grief

Sorrow yet to come, a filthy mentality

detest the pure, a wretched personality

What created is ravage, a strong nuisance

The view is morose, an untamed ferocity

Images of the forgotten, tears from the sky

Clouds of deepest color, passages that leads away

Sounds of heavy armour, seeking the final place

Emotion blowing in the wind, swallowed by drained souls

Flowers rotting in silence, the truth is hard to accept

Nothing more to win, death is slowly emerging

No more wishes to fulfill, enjoy this last dawn