Extracting crueltynFrom those who go unseennFrom a heart of malicenComes grave atrocitynnCold is the flesh that yearns for the sunnLying in earth forgotten, rotten and gone nnOh crown desirenYour thorns once made me weepnPain now inspiresnThese wounds so bitter sweetnnRoses once teardrops now fall in her handnWoo the forsaken wearing the crown of desirennGods cannot be failing nownWhores cannot be caring nownWorlds seem to be crumbling downnTime cannot be running outnnRotten and gonenYearn for the sunnWoo the forsakennDesire has comennSolo: ElliottnSolo: Boulangern