Testo di Gothic Vulture

Her dark malice is affecting my gender fulfilling to the spell she've cast over me breach in the mirror wich my essence hides handsome Narcisus……made me just a number I shall whisper wishes much better unsaid…………. …………I am left and I am free beyond those deep vain memories as majesty forsaken……… I expected not to heal from the plebeian plagues accumulated among dews, ferns nearby my skin chaising sirens called my name with voice of decay Thy will brings me soon to adamantine gates In to a gloom profounder than hate Black in a moon of white senseless life I wood be sucked in the coil of thy wings spread out upon the helms of paltries I wood be sucked in to the coil of thy wings Spread out upon the helms of paltries LIFE………….and the spare time remained GUILE ……….the burning hell awaits ENVY………...increased by stronger hate RAGE TO BE STILL ON THIS CROSS……………….