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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 nearby

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