Feeling ill is against our will

Music: Opeth -> shufflenonheavy

Leaving the traits of tomorrow, I leave behind my world. Faltering words in atonement into the stepping stone. I swore to protect the sin. Repent my pain in your birth. Sacrifice my coincidence. Sacrifice my life. I will never be the one to die. Run far away to the nothingness. Leave me behind in your darkest corner of life. I am your soul. Bound by darkness I sweep your endless soul. Filling the crates of dust, I wander to the lust. Remembering while I can, please be my sun. Silent forest of dusk, will I ever be your commemorated dust? Oh father will you help me bleed, for then I will heed your steed. Wandering into the abyss, I see the morning. Flickering fire in the forest has been washed away. I returned for your greatness, come with me or I will be behind. Stalking you in your silent evil traits. I gaze upon your rose of darkness. Fly away to the far end of milk. Christianity will rape your children. Return to the place you were born. The place with all the evilness you can imagine. The one you never felt. The day I will compel. Paint the ground red with your enemy. Lick their paint and see my concealed pain in the morning light. Mist is rising into my heart, will I be able to tear apart? Feeling the serenity in my soul, I am the one to call. Rinsing the mountains on the surface. The cold feeling up your spine is what caused mine. The walls of dust in the east, let us prepare for the feast. Bring the human flesh. The day has come, I will be the one. Drink their elixir of life, their fluid. Do not be afraid, I am only hurting your soul. The soul without life, the soul with the blessing of your god. Demons laughing in at your tears. You're too ill to face their fears. Fly towards the tainted sky, rise into the abyss and die. Death is not your cause, death will only be the remorse. Is this my star? Am I remembering your will against me? Talking spirits of dawn, come to face my tower, I like the well of darkness. I want to drink it's water. Structure and hate is what holds our fate. Feeling ill is against our will. The lust will be your grave. I am holding into the grail. Trust in no man, you will the one I command. Prepare for the fight. Growling demons are coming. Draw your sword, insert into that demon's mouth. Similarity to the devil, are you nothing like mt will= We are your only chance to survive. We are the forces of the abyss. The ones you fear like hell. Hide in the darkest abyss. Perdition will be our destiny. Dignity and power is the fall. Mesmerized by the song. Go back to the end. You are my endless garden.