Monstrosity. A Casket For The Soul. Zeneszám

Repulsive actions burning impressions on the soul
Cascading wave of failure relinquish all control
The grasp of terror crushing a fleeting sense of hope
and then the same hand closes a casket for the soul

This affliction will finalize your sanity
To descension encompassing your very being
Suffocation within the tomb behind
the eyes of a being aspiring to its demise
Termination forsaken for the suffering
which embraces every fiber of your living being
and disposing the withered remnants of a man
in a tomb constructed for a tortured mind.


Drained of all sense and reason
Your very soul devolves
into a state of grotesque
Human deficiency

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