Crooked by my own salvation, in this breathless void, in a radiant struggle to grasp and breathe your agony
I spit forth to thee my breathless capitulation, a goddamned plea choking through a fracture. Sacrificed—sightless
From glorious to none, from bloom to a tomb, fruit of the betrayal Sun. Flesh for the entozoon, cast away down below, resurrection burning inside me now
He contemplates the current’s fracture, a spiritual crush
I have grown black essence into my bones, movements to another space, another plane
Sightless, ash spittеr
An absolution through the fire of transformation, Shehavaa
I’m burning down, down thе whole. I rejoice in pain
Oh, mote it be!! I awake once again. Sightless—ash spitter, sightless—blood spiller
Lifeless—ash spitter, restless—blood spiller… angel bound…