In Suffering کے بول

Your image, not forgotten Burns its place into memory Your name, a burden that I speak Weighing heavily on my tongue I would hope that the sunrise Would bring your body close to mine But it only brings the ties Binding me to agony In my despair, I denounce you Your flesh, merely a product of memory Incisions buried deep Within the warmth of your body Close your eyes A razor's kiss will bring you sleep All I know is that your debts Have been waiting to be repaid I'm the reaper of your sins I bask in cries of agony Ignorance, the shackle that Shall forever, stay your feet Embedded within your heart I shall find the root of your lies I have suffered You have not suffered Embedded within your heart I shall find the root of your lies