Nowhere to go.
Nowhere to hide.
Your faith's so pathetic.
There is no light.
Come to my realm
Take there some rest.
The birthplace of Tears-
My mesmeric guests.
Cry thousands of drops
That will turn to grey dust.
Bleed me the pain
That will dark our past.
Sip from black river
Which covers at nights
All that you love..
And be ready for fights.
Dreadful Embraces-
To spur your last breath.
Come to my realm-
To face your own death.