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Old morbid fingers

Lead the notes

The eyes are lost in distance

They also could be blind

Time took everything

But the carnage is still heavy in my guts

My fellow, my mind, Where have you gone?

When did you overpower me?

Betray me? Conquer and start to rule me?

Like an unseen parasite

With any note I unleash I guard myself harder

Against your darkened narratives

Prophecies of pain and annihilation

To feed you and lead me to believe to be you

I feel like a weak autumn leaf

Unstable in a gale

I need all my strength

Not to lose myself again

In your labyrinthine worlds

Nailed to my forsaken oak

High on the top

Of your crumbling tower of void

My skinned skull

Covered by your diabolic grimaces

Deaf by your encircled

Pack of burning wolves

Who never will die

My old morbid fingers

Still lead the notes

To escape from your

Eternal masquerade