From The Swamp Buds The Sadness
As A Weak, Fleeting Beauty Of Infinite Universes.
( I ) Do Not Drink The Poison, It Is In My Own
Cruel Human Part Of My Being Belonging To The Hell.
?One Last Tear Has Fallen Again
It Just Broke Into Thousand Pieces
Announced Another End.?
?Behind The Closed Window I'm Staying Alive
Bursting Into Watery Crystals
That Wet Your Own Desertion.?
Humiliated With The Scorn
We Are Dragged By The Pain
Courting The Fear And The Ire
The Pain Transforming Into Darkness.
?Always Late When Is Crying
I Will Take An Advice Into Wine
As I've Stained The Fountain Where...
...Where I Quenched My Thirst
I Should Not Sink In Death, Neither Living
In This Silent Desperation.?
Servile Facing The Hate And Rage
Mercy And Sensibility In Front Of The Pain
Curse My Tragic Voice
Well Of Bitterness And Screams Of Anguish.
The Grief's Mistreating,
Badly Wounded's My Tormented Body
Exile Of My Dominion, My Sacred Forest.
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Cavern's Judgement Inside Of Me
Blessed Loneliness Without... Suffering!!