In time's forgotten Embrace, one must ask
why our mind's raped in such a slow decay
a world where even the old have forgotten
a world with no past where tidal waves of
Negated Conformaty are but an Echo of the long
gone Past..
our Kingdom Collapse...
precives the Ancile

Tourniquet גיהנום The song of an angel barren by lust Fallen to dust his wings burnt to ashes Touching grey lifeless hands peer From beyond the mongrels reach The mist of destard Hail from the void of eternals death crust