A blinded hermit in oblivion, disgraced Like Odysseus lost in Poseidon´s endless domain In a realm devoid ov solace, I roam
But these sorrows are mine and mine alone
Wayward like a forlorn mutt astray Stertorous I heave Atlas´ torturous weight I am lost in a moment and the moment is lost in me... But I shall endure new life in my agony
With anima sprawled open With corpvs violently split I bled for you Now you bleed for me I do not possess the prowess ov mighty bards and poets Void ov ambition to evangelise (evangelise) Yet there´s poetry in my blasfemia to be freed So chant on ye filthy whores, profane and so malign
With anima sprawled open
Corpvs ov boundless rifts I wept for you Now you weep for me
With hearts profoundly scorched Wounds weeping sanguine I burnt for you Now burn without and within
Lend thy ear onto me And heed my prayer Incline thy all-seeing eye And heed my call This war cry could never be silenced But weep no more my brethren Thy herculean labor shall endure forevermore Forevermore