Devastating Enemy Buried In Oblivion
Desire to unleash your mind from my memory, to persist
the time's pitiless photography. Carved in Souls, ready
to remain, I stand upon decay. Fueled by grief, I shall
not be buried in oblivion. Forsaken, lost but purified,
constant moving eyes to seize the moment's tempting way
of suicide. Revolving within your soul, I beg to release
me and I surrender. Control to the ones that conceive Me.
Release my mind from the burdens of grief, seize my
sorrow, try to conceive.