Mortal Forfeiture (Season Of Decay)
MORTAL FORFEITURE (SEASON OF DECAY)
|Vitiation, breaking link to ubiquity
the weald around me, rots with my distaste for life
growing as these memories display
undying hatred for myself for the sins will survive me from the grave
|Her face, repeats as her screams
replay, the artwork of rouge stains remains
whilst the ivory is replaced
with life, leaves of green to gold in decay
|Sins so acute, a guilt so strong
lacerate, undo my wrongs
|Bury me, in these woods
where I stole her last breath
I must join her, in nature's death