Suffered through the last throes of life
Doomed to walk the world I frown upon humanity
Bitterness reigned my thoughts
As the waves of undesired reality collide
Burned by the fiery sentence
The weight of time enslaved me into a somber siege
Cursed be ye whom gave me birth
I born within blood and tears
Manifested a corporal disease
My shadows were colder than my tomb itself
An empty shell of flesh and bones
Lost on a distant wind
Plunged into comfort of discord
I learn imperfection my great descent
Insulted inferior lie silent enshrined
Vanished from the face of men
Forever dying yet tied alive
My echoes crawl beyond the grave
Distress slink towards my spine
The own defiled torn remain
Locked chains and mock the masses
Ploded the foulest and dankest path
Longed to obtain triumph in death
I fall as from my first harm day