Requiem - Paradise Lost

Slow the art of fear

Writhe against the fading

In these sheltered years

I escape from this cruel world

Chose to domineer

Thrive against all failing

Are these wretched tears

Just remains of my ruined worth…

You’ll never save me again…

Reanimate me again…

Into the grave

With all the symptoms you create

Into the fray

With all the sickness you’ll remain