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How the shroud is lifted from your path

now you can see your misery

now your blades shines with malignancy

now suicide is a sweet word.

How your secrets leave scars

now the blood and sorrow are entwined

now you live in decadence

now you whisper a prayer.

Now thw crown of decay is infinite

now sufferinf reigns supreme

now the path becomes fearsome

now your visions twists in darkness.

Now your cries are ignored

now your hands guide the blade

now you are hound in chains

now you descend to poverty.

Now your path has led to nothingness

now the end suffocates you without mercy

the infinite crown of decay.