An unconscious weight of cold memories freeze me in apathy. It drowns me in a thick, suffocating, woeful isolation.
Outside the grey walls of my tomb, vicious black smog spews a vial breath of ash and misery. I can't escape...
Tormented by the deafening howl of a withering lust. The painful atrophy of my dead flesh withers with a self destructive craving for the end... I want to feel your corrosive tears lay me bare, burn away my flesh and leave my hollow shell weeping...