Sweet misery flow into my soul
I lay here not rotting yet life grows cold
Kissing the lips of my condemned eternity
Caressing the body of this decrepit entity
Bestowed not taught
I can show you all the stench
Within the dim moonlight
I have the power of your breath
A golden urn of ashes
Appears above me
God-damn you ail with your absurdity
Awaken putrid disembowelment
The liers of the third moon
Dishearted, internal abolishment
Transfixed by the wound
Ecstasy rides again, from within
I feel them reach out, again
Awakened by the stench of decay
like this earth, I waste away
I'm living life as a corpse
Like the ones, I have risen before
Mortal rotting, postmortem I gave
Selfish plotting, I waste away
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Sweet misery flow into my soul
I lay here not rotting yet life grows cold
Kissing the lips of my condemned eternity
Caressing the body of this decrepit entity
Bestowed not taught
I can show you all the stench
Within the dim moonlight
I have the power of your breath
A golden urn of ashes
Appears above me
God-damn you ail with your absurdity
Awaken putrid disembowelment
The liers of the third moon
Dishearted, internal abolishment
Transfixed by the wound
Ecstasy rides again, from within
I feel them reach out, again
Awakened by the stench of decay
like this earth, I waste away
I'm living life as a corpse
Like the ones, I have risen before
Mortal rotting, postmortem I gave
Selfish plotting, I waste away
I lay here not rotting yet life grows cold
Kissing the lips of my condemned eternity
Caressing the body of this decrepit entity
Bestowed not taught
I can show you all the stench
Within the dim moonlight
I have the power of your breath
A golden urn of ashes
Appears above me
God-damn you ail with your absurdity
Awaken putrid disembowelment
The liers of the third moon
Dishearted, internal abolishment
Transfixed by the wound
Ecstasy rides again, from within
I feel them reach out, again
Awakened by the stench of decay
like this earth, I waste away
I'm living life as a corpse
Like the ones, I have risen before
Mortal rotting, postmortem I gave
Selfish plotting, I waste away