Bury my heart in the mound of dust
Hide me in the shadow of this broken mask
Bathe me naked in the ocean of blood
Wash away the dirt and these traces of mud...

Smell the rotten flesh, isn't it pungent?
Rotting beneath the myriads of repugnance
Silently listening to the sermons of death
Silently listening regardless of its breadth...

Paint me whole, leave my face blank
When th night comes, i'll leave you all drunk
And upon my release in the embrace of time,
All my broken pieces will be mended to rhyme...

Burn my eyes in the specks of fright
Bring all the devils in random of my sight
Cover me in your shield of thorns
Shred me finely for the thousand mourns...

Paint me blue, color me black
Then spill me with red on the face to be shocked
Defeat me, slay me when the sun burns
Then shut me up in a sepulchre to scorn...

And in the final alignment of the sun and stars
I would wake, healing all the scars
No longer afraid in the specks of bright
I rage in anger to consume the light...