Coughing bile Sweating phlegm Drown in blood The feast of sins encroaches Starving Specter Never sated Passing Judgement It devours Blistered soul Guilty regrets Sins exposed A feast for the great maw Gorrid Specter On the prowl Apparition You’re denied! On the threshold To the after-void All the virtues and the vice On the threshold Where you await to gorge I forbid you all my crimes!