Mortal Forfeiture (Season Of Decay) MORTAL FORFEITURE (SEASON OF DECAY) |Vitiation, breaking link to ubiquity the weald around me, rots with my distaste for life growing as these memories display undying hatred for myself for the sins will survive me from the grave |Her face, repeats as her screams replay, the artwork of rouge stains remains whilst the ivory is replaced with life, leaves of green to gold in decay |Sins so acute, a guilt so strong lacerate, undo my wrongs |Bury me, in these woods where I stole her last breath I must join her, in nature's death