Incubus sempiternus, parasitus in ligno animae
Parce corpus, sed frangite spiritum meo
Bright days, all is cold
A shining sky, overcasted by fraud of anxiety
The overwhelming strength of a realm I thought I have left behind me
Familiar accompanist
Destroyer of dreams, master of list
Weight on my legs, darkening mist
Blinding and slowing, obstacle to bliss
Let me suffer, let me moan
Incubus sempiternus, parasitus in ligno animae
Parce corpus, sed frangite spiritum meo
Your appearance is unexpected
Everytime I can see the sun shine
You burry me under a mess
Dashing my life into pain and distress
'Till I'm crashing and falling
To the weight of your vice
Familiar accompanist
Why can't you wait to lead me astray
Lead me away from the path into bliss
Condemn you, for making every smile looking false
For shed tears, broken hopes, for the grieve, for the salt
You have thrown above my wounds, now crusted
Engulfed, the illusion that all toxic seed in me has been culled
The tree of life, I do not feel it's pulse
Deaf and blind, close to being benighted
But every stimulation is laid to rest
The thought of salvation awakens instead
The eyes rolled inside, no look at a cure
Companion: destructive, absorbing and pure
No pleasure, nor sadness, nor mourning, nor wrath
Just one haunting question: Am I already dead?