Ars Moriendi

Cold Heart

Ars Moriendi


My heart is cold
An atrophic gob of hate

Icy supper for the Evil One

I am your believer, and do what you say
What I do, Is only for you

Community made me, what I am now
Peer spirit of today, extremely conceiveable
swallows loads of money
Every fiber of my body wants to fight it

Never again lead me on your way, it`s devastating me
I go my own stony path, across sanctified fire
Into the doomed scenery of freedom
Where fear cannot seize me

I believe in my lies, not in yours, not in yours
I believe in my gods, never again pray to yours
Never again, never again

Disgrace is covering me
Seclusion and death are my only Companions
while rottenness comes over me

I lay the noose around my own neck
Lead yourself the way

Never look back, I Don't try to hold you
I'll never come back again
I'll Run!

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