dismal plains of lonely torment, I wait in torment. I die. I wait for my death. I wait, for my misery…I lay…I sit in torment…no soul to take me away…believe this. I sit and...In dismal plains, in lonely forest.. my misanthropic spirit rises. and human death surrounds me. human torment in my vision… i see death. In black flakes of miserable remains I see my death. I watch my ashes fade away…to nothingness…