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I feel not the spark of life

Just the cold of a knife

Splendor is empty, starved of its soul

Mirrored by my heart, an empty blackened hole

My world is black

My words are solemn

In the murk of my nest I dwell

A private Hell

Coldly I sigh towards you all

I hate you and I want to die

Let my name fade in time

Leave me to my weary ways

Sick of heart, sick of mind

Sick of never-ending days

The world is grey

It is for this I choose suicide

Beauty is derelict in mine eyes

Life is stale

My blood runs black

Fuck you all

All must end

It is for this I choose suicide

Beauty is derelict in mine eyes