I hide my dark side of personality.
My prey tries to flee but it's running in vain
Hidden in gloomy wood, I am slavering for meat.
My sight has changed; my green eyes are now deathly pale
My blood-spotted muzzle dives deep in entrails
And I greedily devour muscle, tendons and veins.
There's a smell of Death beneath Darkness of sky
Torture without cruelty
In the woods reigns something funeral
Beneath Darkness of sky.
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- Last Part Of Humanity
- Benighted Transcendence
- Abysses Of Sadness
- Infernal Killings