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A walker in the darkness, smooth

Shadow of a reflected soul

As he only hear his own steps

Inside the demented mind

The way resemble the sulfur

The dust is burning his fears

Walking alone through the shadows

Grounded by his own sins

Then, a whisper, behind the trunks of sudden tears

A grizzly voice grunting in moan,

YOU…..

He looks at his rounding,

But there was nothing to see

Only the poor reminders

Of his own psychotic things

He can’t understand the nonsense

He doesn’t know where he is

He feels pain on his chest

There’s a sour taste in his lips

Sulfur of innocent blood

He bears on his own hands

Have the wound in his insides

Tears of sin on his own rights

Incubus is calling his name

Succubuses want his soul tear

And there is that voice again

That creates in him a huge fear

ARE….

But where is that voice from

It just burn my inside out

Makes my soul crumble

Tear my fear bound

And fear and pain wrap his sickness

Impounding the thoughts to behave

There still sin on that skin

It still pain on that chest

But also the delightful joy

He once felt

Of making all sin, and provoke de lust

To compensate his own hate

As he feels he is unwanted

But fear makes him feel safe

Walking and walking into the profound n each darkness

In each step feeling more fear

Feeling his heart break into madness

Soulless into tears

In a moment he stops, because a breeze depart from the shadows

And there was the pale horse

With the moon as his bow and arrow

Welcome to pestilence

Your own deep indulgence

The inferno you create

From your own unbounded hate

Now you will ride this path

With cenobites to remember

That this choice of yours

Was only a mad resemble

Of the portrait of your life

Which you don’t deserve to bear

Of the sins of your own lust

Of the gore of your own prayer

Of the God you say you believe

As despite in every minute

There the last word you should hear

DEATH….

As within the fear

The man stand in front of it

Screaming in his own madness

Where I am and what is left

Where is the light, why the sadness

Remember the words

Hear from the beginning

The tell you the truth

You are waiting for believing

That the only path for you is the one you have chosen

There is only pain and sorrow

There is only sin and gore

There is only hate and tears

Only chains and nothing more…

As the man turn of his head

And the walker fear inside

And the death just looks above

And he walked a step behind

No, this not true,

Yes it is, since you walk into these steps

Into the darkness and beneath

I have been telling you

YOU ARE DEATH…

As you denied hear

Now I must disappear

WELCOME

Fear your own sinisterly creation

As you live your own live

Giving Lucifer some souls

Now your own will burn

As it own eternal pray

Now walk and keep burning

Until you get to the end

When you feel the pain of the all your flesh torn apart’

You will begin this path again….

                             LIZ 2/5/2012