Strain as result of sickness leads pain to a final end This introvert scar unexisting pretends Burn this place down never to remind us terrible memories From which our previous times of death say nothing, moving in reverse Observing unwelcome, uglifying signs throughout the exterior of a universe so distorted that overcame its collapse What seems to be an everlasting suffering feeds from creations cursed to discriminate and despise the ones they greed Desperate thoughts they dwell and feed like parasites. Invalid sense for nobody to taste Proverbs of certain dislikes can't describe the nameless shame of such decay