In my heart there is a deep grave An abyss of sepulchral memories Where suffocating feelings endure In a obnoxious, infernal aeon... My soul is in collapse Inside a molecular grave My soul is broken In a nerve structure Sinisterly haunted I feel the aroma of the abyss I choke on my verses I invoke funeral words I hear snaps inside my skull Delirious gnashing my teeth My soul is in collapse As hours drip away Time turns me into dust My soul is broken Like shattered glass Like a rotting seed