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Swamp of the lost souls

 Rotting in silence

 Swamp of the lost souls

 Slayed with a violence

 Never returned

 Never forgiven

 Covered with a dust

 Flattened and even

 One should refuse his way of destruction

 Learn sounds of muse the way of seduction

 Matter of holy should be adored

 Matter of sanity should ignored

 Swamp of the lost souls

 Never be risen

 Swamp of the lost souls

 Waiting for filling

 Lost in a grave

 Forgotten forever

 Buried and locked

 Nothing is better

 One should forget all his habits of living

 One should release his spirit of meaning

 The more one’s wallowing the more one’s sinking

 The more you think the more you’re shrinking

 Dirt in your lungs black waters embrace you

 Winds in your ears and ravens fly near

 Thorax is broken and spine is distorted

 Limbs are stiffen and eaten by worms

 Guts of a drowned man is a smell of death

 Look of the absence is languishing eyes

 Sunken to nowhere fathomless pit

 Never revolt against the threatening dark