Evil´s Black Sweetheart

From The Swamp Buds The Sadness
As A Weak, Fleeting Beauty Of Infinite Universes.

Do Not Drink The Poison, It Is In My Own Cruel Human Part Of My Being Belonging To The Hell.

One Last Tear Has Fallen Again It Just Broke Into Thousand Pieces Announced Another End.

Behind The Closed Window I'm Staying Alive Bursting Into Watery Crystals That Wet Your Own Desertion.

Humiliated With The Scorn We Are Dragged By The Pain Courting The Fear And The Ire The Pain Transforming Into Darkness.

Always Late When Is Crying I Will Take An Advice Into Wine As I've Stained The Fountain Where...
...Where I Quenched My Thirst I Should Not Sink In Death, Neither Living In This Silent Desperation.

Servile Facing The Hate And Rage Mercy And Sensibility In Front Of The Pain Curse My Tragic Voice Well Of Bitterness And Screams Of Anguish. The Grief's Mistreating, Badly Wounded's My Tormented Body Exile Of My Dominion, My Sacred Forest.

Exile Of My Dominion, My Sacred Forest Cavern's Judgement Inside Of Me Blessed Loneliness Without... Suffering!!