MY OWN VICTIM

Before me, Nothing
Only a Sick Illusion,
Dictating The Rules of Perpetual Game

Sharp Shines Arise from the Warring Tool
Slave of a Hallucinating Cocktail, Sowing the Seed of Delirium
The Scorpion Perforates with its Tail the Snake's Skin
Injecting the Poison, Because I Need Death to Feel Life

Ceremony begins. My Internal Pact
I'm the Only one. My Only Torture
I'm the Secret...
Secret face of my Torture
Tortured soul with Panic
Panic to the Claustrophobia
Claustrophobia toward my Corps

Imprecise Whereabouts where my look glows
An Emissary Appears, Payee of Mystic Visions
Unusual Event that Revives my Future
The Incoherence spreads its Hand while the Blood Clamors from the Earth

Secret Ego Fused in the Absence
Corporal Mirage, Master of my Utopias
My Own Victim

Desires of Amnesia Corrupt the Arteries
While the Perfidious Poison Culminates the Crisis
My Own Victim

Furious Flares that Crack the Stigmas
Bleeding Episode and Father of my Indignation
My Own Victim

The Vigil Impregnated the Sad Splendor
Singular Argument Extirpated Awfully
The Nonconformist Nests in my Wounds
Fate Scar, Incessant Martyrdom
The Blame Leads to my Perpetual Penance
for Outcast Paths of Cowardice
Where I Perceived that Profuse Ethereal Flavor
Transformed into Distressing Emblem of my Baseness

I'm the Only one. My Only Torture
I'm the Secret...
Tortured soul with Panic
Panic to the Claustrophobia
Claustrophobia toward my Corps