Long has the world forgotten about me,

As everything I love turns to dust,

Into bodies of greed and lust,

Bleak inner self touched by loss,

The loss of one's true self.

Such a tranquil pride in my agony, 

Alone with the emotional blades awaiting my soul,

So real, so immersive, this profound sorrow...

after my eternal abandonment, casted aside.

Left alone by the suffering of loss,

Everything taken from my hands,

The reward of loneliness, an accomplishment of my anguish endeavors,

O'er the fantasy of love, and happiness...and peace,

Killed by the wielder of the dagger of life.

Earthbound and cold in the world of the dreary,

Awaiting the long-desired treat of retribution,

Of unity, a dark clean spirit,

What a dream, so far and distant,

All we ever get is blood and division,

Of two souls that once forged one,

Of darkness that is my solace,

Of chaos that stripped me of everything,

Of lust that hid within my mistress,

Of a whore that slept with the greedy,

O'er sheets that are defiled with betrayal,

In a Hell that is gilded with the cosmos.

Long has the world forgotten about me,

Casted from the fields of Elysian Trees,

To be left in alone in my solitude forever!

As I cry, as I cry in silence,

So please let me die in silence!