blackened earth and sphere pronounced stronger than
before it bleeds for all reason it bleeds for the earth
and sun i cannot recall the choices the taste of relief
feel the essence choices made out of pure lust dull
the concerns for the universe is lost will i join the
circles of madness or will i nurture the ghost the
illusion of repetition is no illusion to emanate for
earth and sphere wasted flesh and the sphere of light
combining the earth and its retribution and i become
the signs of lust dawn of war and flesh-ridden spheres
scourges of truth and life so it ends i grind the statues
in my madness i have forgotten how this feels but i
cannot learn from ashen wounds and corruption incarnate
banner of falseness fire-cleansed flesh dull the concerns
for the universe is lost warring mentalities will hear me