Scourge - Calligram

I’ve no idea — what’s awaiting for me

What will happen when this all ends?

It came like a deadly deceiver

Dived into my rotten well

The truth is that everyone is bored

And devotes himself to cultivating

Habits to compensate

The apathy of consciousness

Legacy, dust and flies

Heritage for being a lie x2

After me comes the flood

Carry me through the mud

Draw lines of misery

Show me the empty things

The canvas of my soul

Inject my veins with rain

You came silently, plague

You showed me everything

Your laws, your thoughts

Your love, your beliefs

Have been corrupted

By

My hand

I’m death, and life

You’ll dance with me

Nothing shall stop

Our trance this night

I’m the last

Breath you exhale

And the curse you inhaled

I’m the hole you tried to hide

Your name is mine, and always will

And never have I

In my whole life

Felt so close

And at the same time

So detached

From myself

And yet so present

In the world

Yet so worthless