his blood flows on the floor. the pleasures of the innocence inflamed by your fucking satisfaction. innocent victim are suffering from your failures. poison of an estate, darkness inside. he's your hell in the ascension of a perfect weakness. behind the wall of conformity, he's falling down (2x). sinking into the hands of a shadow (2x). the poison can't throw out his consience. unable to deliver him, his injuries carvedin stone. walking on an infinity road. fated to confine him, for unknown days. silence won't settlepast times. hold converse with himself. thought is invaded by wicked remembrances.