Sorrowfilled

Dismember

Indecent And Obscene

Sorrowfilled

How this, my rightful palace

Has been fouled

With the dust

Of countless innocent dead

Ornated extinction

Of a soon-to-be soul

Stripped naked I run

From this ultimate goal

First I was warm

Then I drifted cold

I saw the afterlife

So ancient and so old

Hate the only true emotion

So should it be

So shall it be

Where the void is eternal

And life is internal

I was born a god

And will die as one

Without a pure soul

I cannot give sight

And leaves me nothing

But sorrowfilled

The vastness I see

That surrounds me

I am one with infinity

Trapped in the world of formlessness

The world is dying

Nihilistic rage burns deep within

I am one with blasphemy

Trapped in the world of formlessness

The world is dying

Source of power kept free from sin