The journey keeps the sun by the shadows overgrown  Invincible infernal fragments of shroud  We'd demand and we'd soar    I will die with an aimless suffer  I'm possessed in legions of despair    Through the mystic fillings of a tired womb  The new subsistence lies  Buried when the time of helpless pleasures withered in cries  Mutilate it from the deep  I can't taste loss of trust  I'm not shown...     Our mist is trampling...     The journey keeps sin by the shadows overgrown  Inherited from the past desires  We'd demand and we'd soar    I will die with an aimless suffer  I'm possessed in legions of despair    On my own  Now I see...   The earth is blind for me...   To see your scorn...