Demise Return to read the rite Death is my own to hunt alone Eternally in searching We spill our blood to find the reason The reason is death Famine of malice and misery feasts on your shrivelling soul Scourge of the foundering self Corrosion of total control Severing the synaptic sinews tethering your sclerotic mind Dissection of the inner spirit Now you are destined to die Immiseration Fracturing of your core Immiseration Shards of the self Ruins of the mind war Sicker in soul than in body Ravenous resentment Voracious lament The drowning of light Immiseration This is the end The breaking of your will You have nothing left to give Rotting inside yourself You hear the mournful cries Of misery