arteries set on fire explode and reach cold temples lips shiver and get palish hoarfrost eyes stay wide open plowed rotten wounds flowing stream of gore is clotting aching silence takes the silver from the veins bloodstorm this is it wishful bolt will bayonet your heart pain gathers what have you done you miserable human being you can raise above it all gaze over the horizon of dreams the red won t burn pulsing among nothingness excruciatingly blood turns into black burn the soul leave the flesh the void is here nothing left dark shapes with gloomy eyes it takes over my unrested flesh fallen pieces fallen pieces fallen pieces fallen 