Winds of Death

Walk passed me
Cold like the vacuum of space
I hear ringing in my ears

Pallid skin
Eyes sunken and face collapsed
A sentinel without sense

You're empty
Ever wandering aimless
But I can relate to this

I, too, am the cursed
My tomb and my hearse
A thief without hope
A hex to my curse

I, too, am the cursed
My tomb and my hearse
A thief without hope
A hex to my curse

Still linger
I feel hopeless pain and
A void, avoid, avoid me

Disgusting
I smell the scent of death and
The cursed dead, accursed, a curse

I, too, am the cursed
My tomb and my hearse
A thief without hope
A hex to my curse

I, too, am the cursed
My tomb and my hearse
A thief without hope
A hex to my curse

I, too, am the cursed
My tomb and my hearse
A thief without hope
A hex to my curse

I, too, am the cursed
My tomb and my hearse
A thief without hope
A hex to my curse



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