everything is alone and dyingna pariah even among demonsncrawling down the devil's throatni'll make cruel of your brainnlewd courage... weak emotionnblind to this part of mindnstrongest point of raw frightnfear of guilt... express dreadnis this sickness therenor has it already spreadnlump in the throat... heart in handnodius to the soul...noffer your prayersnbreaking down strong esteemnjaws numbed shutneyes wide with frightnyou stared at mentension builds... gritting teethninduce this reaction...npicking up the pendulumnslit your wrist...nlying in your pooled bloodncleansed in mortal tarnishnsuicide is not escapenonly a weak retreatnthis backbone of your inner crackednstick to death by this sick touchninfinity of my retributionnmanifests this hatenfor your executionnthis backbone of your inner crackednnothing more repulsiventhan a pathetic mannmisgiven dusk the path to greetnseizing all ripe memoriesnstomach twists into hatrednsticken to death by this touchnripping the soul from insidenglowing bright with endowed gloomnnaive awareness... without soundna shame your couragenlies in my handssheer black frightna fountain sealedni'll break your pride down into pain