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Falling into desperation, impacting on the seed of hope.

A seedling nourished on the most malicious frankincense.

From sallow wads of smoke appears a grim face with a special offer.

A soul in trade for Death and Despair

…from the Dark

A soul for a soul, to save your dearly-loved.

That's the deal, but beware. One cannot hide from Death.

The knife's placed on the throat, and slowly slits the flesh.

Blood's flowing down the neck.

A soul given by choice is in debt. I cannot do this to myself.

Oh my dear, please forgive me this failure.

The souls of other men shall mollify him. That's...

merely postponing the inevitable.

A soul is a soul

But to fulfill the deal

One given by choice is in debt...

But it won't be mine!

Decomposing presence, scattering of senses.

Distorted eyes are watching

through the keyholes of time.

Their hands will only move if

mine are used to kill.

But once the gears are running

they won't stop until the end.

A clouded mind leads often

to self-accusing lunacy.

And when all hope is gone,

the rope leads to deliverance

So all the efforts... were in vain.

Falling into isolation and lost in an eternal loop.

A plant, soaked in the blood of the innocent.

Out of the darkness comes

a disrupted face with a special offer.

A soul in trade for Death and Despair

Despair from the Dark

A soul for a soul, to fulfill the deal.

Those looking to heaven prosper. Those defying it will be crashed.

And even if you're acting for the best, the dead will not be silent,

You fear Death until you realize that he's the only choice.