Uniting with the soil Clasping the earth and its endless mould Preserving its soft mire Underneath heavy lids
Tired by the weight, of the world Blinded by its cruelty A pain so superfluously vivid Yet in its realization I find peace
And linger in my tomb Where none holds sway But the ones that feed With much excitement
My glistening children Frantic with gluttony With them I’ll soon have wings And together we will grow Out of the earth Lowering up like an angel of death Cadaveric and reeking In alt its putrescent glory
And with the hot summer's night Thus i swarm towards the sky Drifting in the moist breeze Sweeping the earth Like autumn leaves
A black horde carries my name Nourishing on death And drinking decease But before long The coup will he of life's irony
Suffering a thousand deaths anew I’ll be raining silent and cold Out of the heavens Making the world ray grave
Aeons have passed The cycle remains eternal
Kills me harder Hurts me longer Than death ever could
