No more blood, nor claws, nor fangs Just an otherworldly touch You will feel no pain, nor fear but persistent yearning for nonbeing The persistent thirst for nonbeings Hidden well inside ones mind It cannot be satisfied and Keeps haunting mankind... I tried so fiercely to dissent but stonecold hands covered my mouth, strangled my neck at objection attempts Touch me Cursed and blissful Dare to follow me and I will follow you forever A thousand doors will open where there were only blank walls before Remedies, orations, teardrops Torn nets for the almost gone Though I drained the chalice of life They still fill it on and on How Could I not notice Void and your eyes look the same? Im sick and fed up with being deceived Im quitting now this game Rivers, Chasm rivers Flowing down, down Carry me away, Make my heart bleak, Calm and free
nonbeing, persistent, oration, quitting, stonecold