Death, oh you harvester harvest my soul...
I call you in tears to raze my life's blossom
-This is my end...
Death, you dark whisper, I for long sung your song,
I summon your nightmare... I utter your call...
-For me its a wishbone...
Death, oh you sleep, please bury me and my dreams...
this world it devours me, it rapes all I wish...
In darkness I find slumber...
The child, its asleep, it grieves and it cries...
His screams and his tears are unholy
In lux in tenebras, in its grave it is laid,
All it dreamed is decayed... All it dreamed is decayed...
Nightmares and stardust...
HIS DREAMS... oh, his dreams...
One day they came... in this world they threw it...
it cried and it wept but the fiends wouldn't let it... >} Normal Voice
Go... "Away, further... beyond... so long..."
"Remember, remember, for this time and ever...
the child and the lullaby it sung... to itself.
Raped were its dreams and burned down its visions
Can anyone understand what was the reason why?
Oh, do you recall that?"
Back and before... It prayed one last time,
it was its last wish, but the gods just denied it...
-It was their end...
Post mortem and now, as the kid revenge finds...
Their divine blood in its hand they will Find
"This world always broke me..."
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