The darkest winter covered me. Disbalace and inharmony Are overflowing day by day And cultivating my decay. I follow through my dreams and falls. Feel on my neck the rotten claws. I close my eyes and I disown I want be lone.
This is my Final Destination. No more tears and face no more. From Enslavement to Obliteration. To devastation from the War. The winds of sadness are erase The sands of memories, the fog of pain. At noiseless empty place My world is under toxic rain.