From a thousand wounds I'm bleeding
The stench of decay hangs over me
Desperation floes from out af all pores
There is nothing left of me
My hopes like falcons
with their mighty wings broken,
my thoughts like corpses
trampled down on a battle field,
my life like a Valkyrie
skinned and abused,
me just a shadow
Mediocrity's miasma
has touched upon me
My life is poisened
and you are the ground
I am not willing
to bear you anymore,
and so I leave you
and the dirt around
Lacrimae rerum,
palida mors
My dreams you've stolen, my visions killed,
there is nothing left of what I called my home
Regards I've been given from down below,
a dark star will guide me from now on