UNDEATH IS STILL DYING:

[shironbarbaros]

UNDEATH IS STILL DYING:

I tell you of a man
a monster, a fiend
who reads from the soul tainted by greed
he reads from the blood seen deep within
he reads from the flesh his fangs will sink in.
He reads of a time from long ago
seen from inside this noone knows.
He tells of a story known in his mind
a story of a heart frozen inside.

It stopped beating.
He stopped breathing.
The blood is still inside.
All his memories remain inside his mind.
His soul is tainted.
His body is decaying through time.
Nothing has changed.
He still is one of many of his kind.
In this Inexistance.

Undeath is still dying.
But life and death defying.
I may be gone to mind.
But never will I die.

I will remain.

An apathy towards life.
A fallacy of death.
You underestimate
what can come of this.

Let me show you.
Let me paint a picture in your blood.
Let it form a vision in your mind.
Now go and leave your humanity behind.

Open up your mind.
Open up your heart and let me inside.
I will consume your essence,
and you consume mine.

In this Inexistance of Unreality,
Let me in, let me in.
Let me play you a song.
Let the words stream through your ears.
Let the melody play inside your mind.
Let it freeze your heart
but never leave your love behind.

It stopped beating.
She stopped breathing.
The blood is still inside.
All her memories remain inside her mind.
Her soul is tainted.
Her body is decaying through the times.
Nothing has changed.
She still is one of many of his kind.
In this Inexistance.

This beautiful,
this beautiful,
this beautiful,
Inexistance in Unreality.