Open the book of your thoughts They are all already there As in my memories In my past In the book of the one. Forever. Devilish vision of union Is something that hurts. And cursed we last And so as to forget the important We do forget. We forget to plunge our bodies In ecstasy and in madness Falsely changing our faces For the others. And cursed we last And the space around us Is real. As my eternity be the curse And fire in my veins Marking symbols, spelling curses I summon rocking hatred To my senses Amongst corn and semen Born of sin Free from chains Like a dog... like a wolf. You walk through the flames. To see your own face. Your mirror is not the reflection That you create in your thoughts Swim and use your powers Swim and swear You shall reach the pain. You shall feel. You shall live.