"…madness leads my feet to the cage where I'll belong to the end of my own days, up to the time when I will dance from above my stoned grave with Her in arcane shades…"
Netherworld, cleanse my sins I pray And reign, my Lord, The Howling Chaos, shelter my secret cell (no windows as so no doors) I OBEY!
Netherworld, cleanse my sins I bend on (my) knees and wither Splitting my own soul And growl beneath the fallen leaves And slither In children's bed, I'd wished to be fed By trembling hands and dismay stares I'd held them ‘till death Swept and undress By insomnia and restfulness
"…netherworld, cleanse my sins, I beg, when time stands still…"
Netherworld, cleanse my sins I beg. When time stands still And clock became frozen Just a moment before heartbeat Has died down. Down. Forgive me, oh Lord, for I have sinned