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Putrid cross of ignorance, loss of reverence, whip of
Been to your mourning, watching you falling

Deeper, farer, until your
Evoked an eerie tone, only you alone
As a have known
Guess, tried everything
To be as me, to winback the soul kindly been

Treating like my son
shiny angel, I am gone
and you what the hell you become?
Abandoned son, my fairly fallen angel, on
And tell your father, what we become!?

Angels, we dwell in hell, and sad as well
The world succumbed, some
And there I stand stone-still,
In my own non-existance and muse consequence!

Blood stained clay, forth from our dissaray
Someone walk a new way
And will close the door us and common core
Angel, did you want this war?
lips of indecency (Scarlet lips of perversity)
In search for a splintered (Matching each face disguised)
words of intimacy
They'll (all) my love (They'll need my hatred)

Sapience, my flesh with your thorns of irony
Angel falls and twists her wings and her breasts
will rot like foul flesh, hence worms will
to a macabre romance... the rape of sweetness in my

Decrepitude, my tongue with your womanliness
Suck the honey of my breath and faith apart
Scratching suicidal love on life's putrid
I am your son, so I am sin!!!

Oh ye, in we are, humiliated and bizarre
How only I reached so far, my star
And you, across that sky
for me to die
For everything die, and within everything am I