كلمات Les Écorchés

Exploring my life in the maze of the exquisite and estatic cube Choose the way of the pleasure of flesh The cube generates endless torture Darkness replaces all brightness Chains through my skin again and again Learning obedience through pain and remorse Suppurating on steel hooks Leviathan, serpent of chaos and the sees Uncovers the chosen one's entrails Teach the weak to swallow his tears Sadism and impiety's incarnation Obedient martyr slave to my own incessant curiosity I find nobleness in sufferance; becoming my own corpse god The last tear of blood has dropped Dismal honour for the intended cenobite Mortal life's a forgotten dream A tasteless remembrance erased by a syblime rebirth