Memento Mori

I’ll win through blood
I won’t sink
In the swamp of failure
Grasping the Black Mark
Shielded by the leather of black goats
Clenching my fists
I forbid
Myself to surrender
I won’t die, the Demons are with me
Alcohol pumping in my veins, in my Heart
Blurry visions giving me confusion
My wound is dripping inside
I can see my gravestone in their eyes
My blood is drawing rivers
Along their curious path far from rebirth
Darkness are falling above
The darkest night is covering at noon
Churches howls in the cold
Bells are shivering in the wind
Getting claustrophobic
I awake in sweat
Hearing frightening prayers and sorrows…
The priest of God is close to me
I hear his chants of hellish gallows…
I awake in my coffin
I don’t want to die
I will never die
Death can’t be real
I’ll find the secrets of Immortality
In the blood of living things
God
You are threatened
If you don’t let me live
I’ll kill your breed!
I’ll terrorized you
With the death of your cherished infants