Submit to Self-Destruction - Shining

Cruel punishment of self-destruction, a way of letting him in

Burning flesh, repenting sins of past

A hope of future bliss but my soul is doomed to slavery

My wounds can not be counted in numbers — all everything for his glory!

A solid trip with a dark desire to deprave the (remaining) chastity of my

haunted soul

Pale, hungry i wait for his command…

Bitter is the journey to hell — for i must bow before the fires of hell

A child of the dark, a hunter, with a blessing of evil

That is a curse with which i wander — hand in hand

This is a leason in demonic possession

Possession of evil — possession of my lovely end…