Make Them Suffer Affliction Of The Dead
Shattered, the fragments of my life lay scattered,
engulfed beneath the shadows of my forever. I am broken,
decrepit.
Lay this rose upon my tombstone
I shall not live by your lies
Only from the moisture of my rotting carcass shall I
blossom
Mind controlled by hopeless affection, this affliction;
Affliction of the dead
As my lungs are slowly crushed
Shattered, the fragments of my life lay scattered,
engulfed beneath the shadows of my forever. I am broken,
decrepit.
As I sink beneath the shadows I find peace beneath the
grave
And finally now, I can blossom
