In The Sombre Solitude

I Feel Deep Inside Hate, Chaos, Desperation & Pain
I Evoke Lovely Hours Between Dark Memories
Unfortunate He To Whom Memories Only Bring Fear & Sadness
Each Experience Consumes Me & Leads Me Towards Death
I Can't Breathe Beyond The Summits Of Desperation
And The More I Am Accompanied The More My Mind
Leads Me Towards Desparing Thoughts Of Desolation & Desperation
All My Inner Energy Flows Into Chaos & Into An Exaltation Of My Dementia
Only The Irrationality Of This Black Lyricism Possesses Value
All Inspiration That Issues From This Has To Perish In The Most Baneful Way