Shameless

Grudge is eating my guts,
So pathetic final farce
Fighting the deceased
Is the only way to feel pleased

I see no hope to lose my chains
And curse is seems to be eternal,
But I believe, exist some place
One day I'll meet you, o nocturnal
Sky and calm whisp of wind
Amongst the others, I will smell
The scent of luscious vernal breath
So may it cover the fragile

Unlike the other flowers, I cause pain,
Bloodthirsty are the thorns of mine
The reason lies behind is plain -
I'm a cold misfit lost in time

It's unbearable to see
Tears of hopelessly
Innocent creatures,
Violated laws
Of blind nature's force,
Ephemeral choice
Burnt will be this soil,
Sing, obscurant choir!

Then cut the subtle soul
With crumbling faith and fleur
Of pretentious lie,
Of sinister minds
If fuel is the goal,
But bloodless vessels are cold,
Ask the abbot, why
Should we lie and die?