Towards Eternal Lost-Scent Of Flesh

Darkness Bless the wicked mind of mine Show me the light Guidance for the weak Lay your hands above me I can sense the path of believer Covert by fear, controlled by illusions Mind is so weak Trap of the nature Scared Going insane Still fighting Illness or damnation Facing thed demons, searching the soul Praying only relief Spirits in me howling, mourning and bleeding Senseless cruelty Emptiness fills the roaring depths of insanity Sane? Never again... All what is darkens to black Agony and pain flowing every single vain Panicing till lost hoping better start for all Facing the fears endless horror sights Cursed for eternity Towards eternal lost, Infernal pain will flow Gathering together every motion and desire Tortured mind arising from depths