crawls of my chill
horned up arching brilliant
reflex
stirred and throned
my master
ceasing his lust
tethering cost of me
unkind lend
taunted lonely
deaths friend
i am vengeful
and you walk up, facing it
without you inside me?
yes
then we won't ask ourselves
yes

knowing to believe in my faith
seeing thoughts of my past
washing the sins back upon my ashes

eon and epoch
great lusts of hilt
find me under the letting
ether