Deceased, never felt immense melancholy Lost in an eternity of agony Overwhelm by our memories in misery Yet alienated in darkness bitterly Sorrowy over our arriving anniversary Cursed to an eternal slavery Ensnare forever in a penitentiary Extant Loved ones are in debt of your auxiliary Though mournful of your hasty decision Incapable to amend from your attery incision Holding In time my breath for our collision By death reunited in my envision Cant become any most repulsive version Waiting for the right occassion to take me in an explosion Though timorous, our love was an illusion If true, determined for our fusion None will stop my wrath then, No diversion Making it impossible for any intrusion Clinching on the hope for its just a delusion