Misanthrope Totem Of Doubt
Link souls to the totem of doubt Once again I shut my eyes passing through a nebulus void Constantly watching in your mind Guide my hands to the realm where nothing dies Without any regret I will burn my arms Life's end floats away on the waves of incomprehension I shall die upon nailed emotions From the sky tears drop like rain Crawling loss of ancient remains Rememberance of my orgasm Horns' voices whisps of iconoclasm
