Outstanding state of sweet and dark depression
Slow, twisted joy, inconsolable grief
Perverted observation of the suffer 
And flowing down make-up smile...
Relief...
Extended desecration of Internal
Jesuitical zeal for endless pain
Provoked removal, trance in revelations
Walks on the edge while drinking wine of Cain
The Cries of mute emotions I will follow
I will be one of those, who never sleep
In darkness and in light, controlled by nothing
One more
In broken soul Crypt.