at one with the earth
anathema
the intense grasp death's strangle-hold has over me
confines me to my own personal agony
release the chilling grasp with which it clutches me
the earth issues it's extreme unction
as i realise my punishment for sin
enguifed by death for all eternity
in my bones i no longer feel the cold
as the mire unbosoms it's secrets to me
my suffering grows with increase of my guilt
destroy devotion. be at one with the earth
i sink down into the clammy soil