Under a sombre sky 
Plunged in thick fog 
The pale moonlight 
Lightens the blossomed fruits of suffering 
My decayed flesh 
Banished in abyssal chill 
Rest in the depths of bare ground 
On the verge of death 
I dwell in anguish… 
Fetid remnant,swollen cyanotic entrails 
Eaten by metastasis,skin devoured by insects 
My face is melted 
Coated by pus 
Eroded by maggots 
Despite I try to masturbate for my last 
Visualizing you deceased on the bed 
The alive are more dead than us 
Because we’re free from anguish 
I’ll violate your hopes and desires 
Rape your pure thoughts 
Slaying your good will 
Embodying your plagues 
When the anthem of exhumation will resound 
Lost and neglected 
In unreal dimension 
Infatuation is vanished 
Damnation arise