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I am gone, take my corpse to the vultures

Cleansing, my soul of earthly remains

Doubt not of the immortality

Want not the rotten corpse with me

A man begging for the life

Why worry about the house

Hold the fruit of evil inside

When truth the dome hides

Through the nothingness among darkness

A merely crossing into eternal silence

After the final heartbeat, drifting away

Within the dark one I will be embraced

The swarms, flies on twitching corpses

I felt nothing, used to the sight, smell and screams

Succeeded, turning death into passion and love

 And now, the king of feeling nothing I am the ruler of all