Misery
Desecrated Grave
Suffering.... Advocate Utter Agony, Suffer and Slash my Throat Gazing upon withering life, Take upon oneself the Black Despondent Lugubre Cloaked in A cold, harsh aura, Wallowing in Stillness and Dank Shadows, Writhing in the Fog, screaming in torment, Clawing at nothing, Trying to get the darkness away. Lost, forgotten, Broken I Grieve, My soul is a Desecrated Grave....