Pain

Cry

Sorrow

Shadows are still floating

...

The witchborn queen, leader of demonic whores
Profane mistress, captor of sin
Sworn to feed the ill and the weak
and bring their women and men into temptation

Eliza, the whore of the night
attends the sabbath, the theatre of lust
The hunter is in the ring, caressing folds of flesh
- Diabolical intercourse profound

We are just a moment in time
A blink of an eye
A dream for the blind
Visions from a dying brain
I hope you don't understand