Vitriol के बोल

I break down The pieces of my soul I break free and grind I tear up and let go I let rot Decaying into black Decomposing I wither and I crack Three headed bird Two headed Men Three headed dragon Left me Bleeding in the sand Vista Interiora Terra Rectificando Invenies Occultum Lapidem I will burn Nothing will remain Reclaiming ashes Inside the beings of flame Born anew In a bejewelled form I become A being in light adorned!