When the ghastly mourners awakens from sleep
And the volant funeral crows are watching
Like evil omens in shadowed murmur
They welcome me again
Agonized and flattered to once become
Apart of this horror scenario
I descend with arms open wide
Armoured and filled with painful pleasure
Reflecting streams of monstrous mirages
I will not hide
Loosing control in seductive madness
Spiritual revelations, apocalyptic hypnosis
Dead colours appear within unshallow graves
Alone in awe I face abhorrence below
Trapped inside to suffer in silence
Torn apart in mind and sense
Baptised in this nightly glamour-
Rites of splendid essence
Agonized and flattered I once became
A part of the horror scenario
Armoured and filled with painful pleasure
I did not hide
Now when the gates are no longer shut
I withdraw from the light of the sun |
