Embodiment of This Bitter Chaos

… for joyce, when we ain’t …
And the dark… flesh
Deaths of the soils of the gust
And more rise, soul to the… disgrace
Wretches blood, in the night …
Dust… and the fail, feeding on their on
Only …
Great lord of death, the … clever words
Lord … the sentence … realms
Glorify the sick, force …
Sweeps of his … about fire
…of black, … of the saints… soul
All… monster…
Drowning sick, into bloody flesh
It’s a … on the birth of …
Death awaits, and …
It’s …from the… of dark dreams
…always strikes, feel the …
Quiet… swimming with the seeds
Hearts to kill, tragedy of life
Wrapped in … consume
Foul by fire, …