- 2. Nekrolog
Consuming Cosmic Volatility
A Haunting Pessimistic Elegy
Ghostly Vortex of my Obliteration
And the Prodigy of Selfdisspation
Darkness poured forth upon my universe
In one unceasing radiation of gloom
A Heart heavy with the song of the mowing scythe
- Cold Void
Cold Void
The deadly way out reveals the truest cruelty
and isolates me from reality,
but I'm asking myself: what is reality: a dream?
Everytime I reach this point, I remember dreams that will never be reality.
Taking a bath in razors, entices me as a solution for my endless grief.
- Exitus Letalis
All the colours bid farewell, the contours as well.during my sleep.
With the sunset it will return creeping.
Nothingness, as far, as every eye has reached,
is all I see, as I re-awake at the solstice.
All the buried stars I've left behind,
built my shape of existence - like never to be there.
The gaping emptiness, surrounded by its despairing silence,
- Lamento Larmoyant
Shivering before the abyss all alone
One thousand awful figures have passed by
Filled with woe my dejected soul
Trapped between the certain anguish of Life
And the unknown Horror of Eternity
Dwelling too infirm and weak
For my End so disheartenly deep
- Misere Nobis
Passiv introverted apathy
Wordless in painful misery
The denial of Birth and time
Longing for the time before mine
Unable to exist without repression
I am the Spring of my Depression
Oblivious ï¿?no world is mine
- Nekrolog
Consuming cosmic volatifity
A haunting pessimistic elegy
Ghostly vortex of my obliteration
And the prodigy of selfdissipation
Darkness poured mforth upon my universe
In one unceasing radiation of gloom
A heart heavy with the song of the moving scythe
- Nyktalgia
Hopeless a body starts to fail
Memories fade but scars still remain
Through dark nights of struggle, time, decay
Cosmological letdown - irresistable negative sway
evoke the spectres of a black night
a downhearted asylum devoid of light
When all hope is in vain
- Pavor Nocturnus
This nameless, tedious agony I feel
A depressing darkness tragedy
The walls stare empty and cold
A rush of mischievous thoughts so old
Stare into a lost souls space
Whispering curses - insomnias face
Pain decelerats time
- Peisithanatos
Towards tragedy and dissolution
Taught bitter lessons of the inevitable end
Exorcism of all hope and illusion
The absence of will and the voluntary self-abandonment
Broke every phantasm of prosperous life to wander aimlessly
In the delirium of the downfall tragedy
The sole experience of his cataclysm fantasy