My Death — Mayhem

There's a sign carved deen In the palm of your hand There's a birthmark craving On the left side of your heart

Your life was forever structured Composed and eternally given The dying you produce never stops In the sound of universal destruction

There's an inherent nihilism in your spirit

Into your glory of emotioness I send my lifeforce, My Death

Be death with me

My Death

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