Desine Sperare qui hie intras ..............aking away your scared life in many ways I shall describe suffocation decapitation or twist of the knife nihilsm reigning deep inside lacerate your skin rip it from the bones asphyxiated gargles you struggle, suffer, moan the need to feel you suffer grows stronger everyday the hatred on my face will bring you to your grave possessed from outer limits watch the blood flow endlessly stab and stab repeatedly blood instictively begins to clot demise draws near smell the divine rot now watch your crimson as it bleeds another victim, another casualty out of touch with reality on a death trip fantasy add another to my killing spree the need to feel you suffer grows stonger everyday the hatred on my face will bring you to your grave
