OMINOUS WAY
Signs Of Way Are Disappearing.
I Lost A String.
In This Unknown Country
My Path Is Infinitely.
In A Funeral Procession
The Blood Freezes For The Horror.
The Mind Has Weakened The Control.
My Path Is Eternal Grief
Madness Runs Into Brain.
I'm At A Captivity Of Awful Dreams.
My Shout Has Sunk
In The Viscous Abyss Of The Torments.
The Are Gloomy Fetid Shadows.
They Won't Reach The Purpose.
They Are Earned Away With A Mighty Wind.
Transforming Into Black Ashes.
Hatred, Pain And Fear.
Their Blood Is On My Hands.
Sufferings Doomed For The Torments.
Their Souls Will Die For The Separation.
The Path Of Senseless Wanderings Is
Among The Sacrificial Fires.
The Tornado Was Broke From Fetters
In The Hell Of Tortures.
Blood Boils In My Veins.
It Is Clearing.
I'm In Full Growth On The Rains
I Have Constructed A Godless Of Temple.
My Path Is An Inferno.
I'm Inspired With Sin Here.
Giving, Suffering, Asking.
There Will Be A Reservoir From Your Blood.
Remains The Fell Human
Will Gobble Up The Vagrant Dogs.
Sincere Celebratory Of The Rest
Will Bring You Tortures In The Gloom.
