My throne is the pale distorted smile of
a venom fueled sky,
a moon whose collapsings surface
is the reflection of my fall
plus and minus blessing the digital
ceremony of contraddictions
one and zero converging, in the
eternal deflagration of my tears
my solipsism explodes
fire as smell of death
sacrifice of sanity, sanctified obscenity
Sentence of future to come,
the blind mankind dyin' alone
death symphony
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
