Woorden: Dhul-Qarnayn. A Kiss From Chaos.

Within the cage of flesh, behind the bars of bones, my soul lies decadent and deteriorating,
rotting, yet a living decomposition, I accept the ways of chaos, as Death is the only salvation, under the blood moon, against apathic-drenched graves, I lay before the deceased, another kiss from chaos

(Thanks to Avencoven for these lyrics)