This shallow soul who eagers for everlasting blindness, is doomed 
from it's own sins. 
And still lingers among oblivion, embraced by dementia, the thirst is eternal. 

Perpetual tumult of emotions, concealed forever in emptiness: 
I sense i have [bad word] ambiguous, wretched failed flesh. 

Gazed from your exquisiteness, haunted from your treachery, malice was thus viciously nocturnal. 
So false and hollowed beings, such insignificant creatures. 

Through insidous obscurity, I walk torpidly in deliberation, 
My lungs swell rapidly and eloquently with despise. 
Your Gracefulness is rotten and so my empathy iniquitous, 
Death has whispered to me, 'forgiveness is absurd, they must decay.'. 

Gazed from your exquisiteness, haunted from your treachery, malice was thus viciously nocturnal. 
So false and hollowed beings, such insignificant creatures. 

Life and all its grace, it withers, it transfigures. 
In nothing more than the vermin's nourish, aliment. 
Crave for fear and despair, wield anger and wicked intent. 
Ghouls we all are, what you seek is still forbidden. 

Descending through the vastness the moon and it's soothing light, contorts my heart and the beast dwelling inside. 

The darkness I embody shall be spread as I move among you, with the mystic and poisonous morbid mist, a simple breath will be worth to swallow all of you. Existence must wake from the illusion within itself, so I shall enthrall you filthy beings, forever, to the madness of [bad word]  

I am a monster, I will throw everything in chaos, 
I am a monster, I will [bad word] everything.