The Fleshmaker

Tell me, have you ever touched the edge

Upon the highest top, there where life really ends

Wind to kiss you like a seaman does the whore

As life leaves you like wave does the sea shore.

Passion for passions and vanity remains

Quest for tranquil space, panakea for pains

Somebody calls but body is one with the wind

Somebody cries behind but you don't bleed.

Finally I approach the port of my desires

Faces of strange attitudes look so bizzarre

Nothing seem the same to lands I've reached before

Misery's queen falls in comma as you pass ny door.

Not far from what I was looking for you seem

The point of no return I step and conquer my dream

I'd hold my ships course until the unknown end

In promised lands, my oath was, my self to send.

The crown of the immortals now you wear

The throne of this bloody land you share

With millions and millions old brothers' fate

Hail to you and this glorious state, of death

You don't need

You don't bleed

You don't feel

You don't breath

You don't live

You don't dream...