My mind runs wild in nothingness,
It changes the memories, I preserve,
It saves me from the devil, I am,
Deathra, forgive me,
For the time I wander the hell’s streets.
It’s a curse to words I write,
For whom I bleed my pen,
For whom I run my heart,
Deaths, I see of this world,
You bring me back,
To lands of sickness.
I don’t know what you to write,
All I feel is going to be cursed,
My hopes are looking at me,
For the darkness I become,
Tell me once more,
I kept these alive.