| Alive - I was a pestilence | |
| dying - I will be your death. | |
| You feel like walls are breathing | |
| and I touch you with my dead palm | |
| scenting a panic in your head | |
| and no-disturbing stolid pain. | |
| Isn't taking one's own life like a game | |
| ruling existence? | |
| Being a sickness of reigning chaos, | |
| soaking utterly a life in - | |
| Aren't you the one, who wants | |
| to resist me? | |
| Torment of faintness terrifies, | |
| but the last word belongs to me. | |
| Writhe as a snake! | |
| Fear will be reduced to ashes | |
| Being alone you will feel | |
| a depth of abyss, darkness and anger. | |
| In the dead eyes the fear has stayed | |
| dead eyes see the future. | |
| Share the mastery of nonenity | |
| to me, dead man. | |
| Take your torturer away | |
| to the abyss of eternal darkness | |
| Alive - I was a pestilence | |
| dying - I have sentenced all... |
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