I isolate from the daily hell, within my own It is such a scorn around that place Here I bathe in darkness and the spiteful mind of mine Relieve me on a dead mankind "This is my stronghold shrouded in absurdest passion. It is getting dim for you, it is getting cold! You will die!" There outside where they molested me mental I will not falter They will vanish into thin air Vanish from the frame of their firm liminal minds A deadly human deceit "And now where is the door? There is no door of light! Your instant before darkness to stay it is! Well, whereas you'll find no peace!" Just when I drag them into my chambers Where they are all the same And I am the fucking umpire of all Wearing the hangman's mask in blood red blue Death's robe of abyssal fatal unkindness Victims of unkindness Dead set against their stinking synchronized wages Synchronized by me alone Blood waters more and more The wooden floor is oozing with it But increasing erased lives do not heal anything at all Temporary suffocated affection of hatred Draws its line in a vast time span Anyway Unparalleled psychotic burden on me Self-pity keeps company with the derangement It will slowly show up after each of their perish So futile But the embodiment of a mission In ghoulish sadness I stand and keep striding my path I keep it, never get rid Keep dwelling with it Where no life dwells and life of any kind must find its end