A Shelter Of Flesh In The Void

The sacred shrine stolen,

I found the rose in the gloom surrounded by boiled blood

Coldest memories beholding my mind

This path of being cursed marked the mist of her face

The power of nature scribed a replica of my own opposite

Seeing all my wounds on it

I searched for new lies to appease her when,

Crimson clouds of despair gathered all emotions

A whisper that takes form

Vision is now blurred

Razor wind lashed my face

I became the greatest coward in these woods of my bleeding

She made everything to keep my fears at safe

Where all demons are amused by evoking her lies

I became the one marked with endless pain

The desire to escape and hide was unavoidable

By creating in the deepest depths of the abyss

A shelter made of my own flesh

I've now reached the glory of my thoughts

Living behind the cursed pattern sickening my mind

I left this doomed world tainting my reason

Finally, gaining time to restore my self

It is my precious gift that shall never be lost...

I am now the master of mt spirit, controlling them

For sense them, demons surrounding me

In this shelter, i could curse any evil form

No...i realised that this shell where her soul

I saw the first leaf falling

A golden stream engulfed this world

Enlightened by the poor light of a dying sun

I was floating in her soul's blood

Restoring my self from the emptiness

I was the one who thought no more

I was the one who felt no more

I was the one who no longer desired anything

I was the one who discovered the real state of rot...

The image of the frozen time dispelled

The season is killed by winter

A forgotten realm collapsed by ice

My face engulfed by a blizzard of her guts

The beginning of all remorse was exposed

A construction of the evolving mayhem

Creations made of flesh, pleasures made of flesh

Flesh everywhere, look at yourself

They were smiling, exalting themselves

I was forced to see these creatures feeding

Eating my rose, i was him...