IRC-Galleria

Onwards
The fabric of mine
Aggrieves my core
Conjurates my elements
The inner persecution
Coming outside as blood
Relief I feel in my presence
But a new toil on me is inflicted
A burden, pollution of all I am
Omitted by the circulation of nature
Self-destruction of the unwanted
The end of the oppressive period
Via My own hand, via my own hand
Years of pain uprooted in moments
Which I never was ready to loose
Continuum changes its shape
When its weakness is now removed

The dam of misery of past and future
Evolved into my entity and soul
Timeless, endless destruction and terror
Coded inside my core, inside my constitution
Evolved into my entity and soul
Timeless, endless destruction and terror

To where I am to lead myself
From where I am to return
To return to the point, from where
everything began
To my origin and reverse everything
I knew

-Isth-