The tragoedial curtain rises on this menagerie of misfortune, Contained within its unhallowed acts are agonies bespoke No gods nor men, only vile beasts; devourers of innocence Vicious syphons consuming what little light remains Aroused through violence, bathed in my decay
We are forever changed by an iniquitous hand We are forever changed
Drawn further towards the darkness
We are forever changed by a singular act of cruelty Inseparably bound to an unalterable course
Its path guiding us towards the inexorable
Truth that we shan’t escape until neither draws breath
The curtain shall lower on a tragic existence Dogged by calamitous divinations
We are forever changed by an iniquitous hand
Through tragedy, we are reborn. In agony, we shall exist
Weep not for the maligned for their hands are also unclean Eternally stained by the blood they have shed
We are forever changed by an iniquitous hand
Through tragedy, we are reborn. In agony, we shall exist We are forever changed by an iniquitous hand
Through tragedy, we are reborn. In agony, we shall exist