I'm grounded by an-
afflictionate angelic being-
once again with eight burning-
coffins.
...
The grievance murmurs are-
heard time and again whilst I'm-
...
The door of woe-
is locked by once again-
by the my key that is-
made of eternal senerity.
...
Darkest Desire Masks My Path.
There, it is.
the dead body of-
him is finally found.
Whilst I walk towards his body-
with the heart of ravishment no-
more, the enormous red sphere-
of the dusk brings him back from-
the death.
He chocks my neck with his temptational-
bare hands and slams me through the depth-
of alluring abyss.
Now, I'm once again immobilised seeing that-
numbness positions itself as the soul of mine.
'Temptation always tries to reach beings' chests
with no descriptions seeing that the fall of dawn is-
the greatest apex of him.'