В колонках играет - Misery Index

I saw the ones who bleed
Dissected by my glance and mercyless words
They bleed sulphur on me...

Is it a depth I dared to open?
Is it a chalice I dared to rise for my own sake?

The worst torture is to witness
As their lives are fading in my wake
The desperate face are gathering to a screaming cloud
Above my empty well of deception

Acts of reprisal will reach out for me in time
When my own mask will plunge it's thorns
Into my my unsatiable flesh
When the walls will close on me
Purging me of my unearthly essence

Their hands will carry my coffin
Their frenzied hunger willl guard my spirit
They will make this fragile ritual be done
As my burial is through