Just the dusk 
Neverending 
Boundless dusk 
the only stance of this world 
the only light in this darkness 
a man with a torch 
and I witness terror 
in his blank eyes 
Wires in my head all messed up 
and screwed 
Understanding of being alive 
just fades 
whirring noises in my head 
wind is howling in the godforsaken castle halls [bad word] swords and armour covered in dust 
hellish lust burns with fevor 
My sacred past 
The desperation now is stalking me 
Like I stalk you at the parking lot 
To strangle like a foul pig 
Nothing is a more sincere 
depiciton of my passion 
then a knife raping your [bad word] face 
in a bloody mess 
I will cut open every single piece of you 
The skies will lend your tears 
at my gory throne of lust 
The story tells of a man with a sword 
and he indeed did cut the fell wyrms head of 
but he was poisoned 
soaked in its filthy black blood 
Now tormenting his heart 
It burns like razors 
Stucked in your skin 
The demonic ugly mass has sucked me in 
He is watching over me 
He is wathcing over me 
He is watching over me