I am pulling out from the committed
sin, cadaver walking...

A calling from zietgeist;
when a flute versus beast...

A little death comes every day
for the lost age...

Enemy was within;
invisible...

How can you unsee an etched wound?
The name will tell the moon...

Does it stir you,
a body bag...

What a long friendship with
moon...

A hoot at midnight
goes challenging the deaf...

It is autumn
grapes are bleeding...

It was more than
I could take...

Today,
go undivine...

Stone by stone you kill me.
Petal by petal I die...