As the razor strokes the flesh upon my wrist -- the blood of a "martyr" trickles

down...painting scarlet patterns on sanguine fingertips...this is thy blessing

which rests upon thy lips...lucerna pedibus meis...in aeternam...nunquam recordare

inveritas...the suffocating silence of the end...forever...tristesses...My days

pass away like a shadow...As my lifeblood pools and seeps beneath the lychgate...so

does your love fill my coffin...and lust unminding slowly drives each nail...so

cease thy curses across my breathless lips...Lucerna pedibus meis

...lacrimosa...nunquam recordare inveritas...The suffocating silence of the

end...forever weeping...even the heavens cry...as I descend.