Beat of the heart, disloyal comrade...
(If your pulse I loose forever)
I´m deaf or I face the worst nightmare!!!
Under some frowzy rags,
Moth-eaten and field by furious nails,
Lives a diabolical and impious being,
With a soul pale like snow,
And creased stained with bloody forms.
Black sorcerer...
Each time you guide a specter,
Your eyes sparkled with glee,
You tremble with the sound of perpetual lamentations,
You have an orgasm of putridity!!!
Slave of the fate that nature reserved for us,
I pain for those who stay, awaiting their turn,
Suffering my blindness in solitude...
You don´t deserve my compassion, fade away!!!
My blood is already boiling,
My skin is already vanishing...
My beloved carcass
Only dismissal is left to us!!!
Black sorcerer...
When my turn comes,
Grant me one last wish...
Ease my pain!!!
