Gönderen : judgement13

haunted night for haleyon days
can't sleep to the scraping of his voice
nature's way struck grief in me
and i become a ghost in sickness

willingly guided into heresy
beneath the surface, stark emptiness
and you'd pity my conviction
whereas i thought myself as a leader

you'd cling to your pleasant hope
it is twisted fascination
while i'd ruin the obstacles into despair
and i'm praising death

lost love of the heart
in a holocaust scene memory

decrepit body wearing transparent skin
inside, the smoke of failure

wept for solace and submit to faith
in his shadow i am choking
yet flourishing

master

a delusion made me stronger
yet i'm draped in pale withering flesh
i sacrificed more than i had
and left my woes beneath the mire