Rising up my hands to the height of my eyes I am now doomed to face and to realize The dripping proof of the nonsense Of what still maintains such a whimsical existence
Self-harm, the cold tongue of mutilation Licking my body, exiled in negation One foot closer to the source of the deadly whispers Vomiting on feelings and on desires
Burning poison was spat into my heart Unleashing a self-destructive hatred and tearing me apart
Love Shining painfully from above Mighty liar Succumbs to desire Betrayal I was sworn the immortal But given the deceit And remorselessly drowned under vomit
"The truth cannot be hidden" Thus spoke the dead raven Calling my name Of filth and shame
What words cannot express
Scars, burns and bruises all over a shadowless bleeding body When the spring is dried up And when death is made up Deeper and deeper within my flesh, the blade carves symbols and names Closer and closer to the cold embrace of the night I long for
Negation through the visual revelation Revelation through the active negation Of my carnal substance This time I am all alone in my dance