Dekadent - Of Acceptance And Unchanging

Fear seething inside Thy Love and Foreboding Cries Cast aside my Thorns so dark And kiss me bindigly All Lust is gone with Vitality Nothing remains - Nothing that breathes And I can hear no more Your Cries like Birds in raging Thunder Battered down right on the Ground With Godsent Cruelty It is not the same as Years ago When Thoughts were said without Regret This Silence as Ulcer breeds Loathsome, empty, Love - LIES! The Blessing of my Fear is Candor in Disguise That beats and leaves me seared Dæmon Veritas It is not the same as Years ago when Thoughts were said without Regret This Silence as Ulcer breeds Lonesome is this Life of Hate Fuck Fear! Fuck the Pain!