Despair is howling
from the uncut fields
incoming winter
of the secret tales
Nether disperation
can cover world's suicide
only the mist
only men's demise
Immortal abnegation
dance of flames and sins
behind the crossing shadows
of the guilty twins
Insanity to my brothers
disarray to the others
I'm surpassed by my fame
crucify me for my blame
My little bitter comrad
In your heart lies a stranger
which you always feed with anger
and you're ever more abnormal
In the final strife
honor asks a borrow
don't let the sadness
choke you fools with sorrow
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