Well concealed
My human destitution
Shroud of endless void
Within

A shadowed figure
A lone failure
Shameful posture
Shy disciple of darkness
A fool to decay in ever-cold

All scripts of life unknown
Unheard
All breath to give in to (dark) spiritual formulae

In grief... placid
The world surrounding shatters
Obsessed by ill consumption
Possessed and inclined

To enter this covetous passing
True and bitter with my destiny
The wish of death...
Be real