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