Rito Funebre
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The night sets forth, its howling remembrance of my lost child where innocents was turned to ash. In the fires of pain and disease, pure life can never last. And the call of the bell, its leading the sermon where the words dispel the bitter taste of regret, crawling upon me. Sorrow, a mist in the night. In the night. <br/> <br/> I long for the time when ill wake from this nothingness, the jaws will open wide and swallow this sufferance, forever upon me, deaths taunting playfulness, reap what you sow, the seeds of worthlessness. <br/> <br/> Confined in the torment, the repeating scenes flashing before my eyes, the ghastly hand pulling him away and into the grave. <br/> Scratching the frozen earth, clawing the casing of the coffin, the corpse half rotten yet his soul is alive, the son your god forgot.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026