born in the dawn of a new era existing in the vast confines of infinity reaching out toward the light reaching out to burn alive breath down in the sea of desperation engulfed in the burning wrath of the beast inside devoid of life in the flesh it lies the soul a portrait of rage which dwels beyond the eyes its hunger devours from inside wrenching your soul until it cannot be in dark purity in the flesh it lies in dark purity alone inside the screaming silence will not die it beckons me to the things the silence screams