Pathogenic thoughts, a guilty conscience  The mock of society, a dreaded adversary  Living a life in penury, a sensation of pain  Forever being incured, an infirm soul  Empty holes to fill with hate, feeling void of all thoughts  Stay in the house of mourning, misfeasance around the world  Rebuke all living matter, whom is here to judge  Heavy blankets of red, flock around your head  Life has failed, bear all misery  The beast in all, die of grief  Sorrow yet to come, a filthy mentality  detest the pure, a wretched personality  What created is ravage, a strong nuisance  The view is morose, an untamed ferocity  Images of the forgotten, tears from the sky  Clouds of deepest color, passages that leads away  Sounds of heavy armour, seeking the final place  Emotion blowing in the wind, swallowed by drained souls  Flowers rotting in silence, the truth is hard to accept  Nothing more to win, death is slowly emerging  No more wishes to fulfill, enjoy this last dawn