Discharged in a fleeting momment
emotions disolve away my skin /Rise/
Falling/floating the aromatic etonic
actions past present sin.

NOthing can stop
NOthing will stop
There is nothing
NOthing at all.

Graves of the countless nemesis

twist under the flag of skull /Hide/
Speculation/scrape away my pestilence
tear away my soul.

NOthing can stop
NOthing will stop
Nothing
There is nothing
Nothing at all.

Timeless idiosyncrasy prevail
waged war within the bowel /Fear/
Cower/syncronize the last meal
scurry on the way to hell.

NOthing can last
NOthing can be
NOthing is left
NOTHING TO SEE.



Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Variach, in the year 130 MA.