Remorse - Ordog

Oh, mother of weeping woe

Carry me with your hands so fragile

Through the brisk of the night

In to the trails of enlight

I’m everything

As walking among

Among these deadly,

Venomous seas

Seas that life carry

My porcelain skin

Peeling by words

Poisonous words

I fell in love with dead

Liquid that burns me

Dirge of agony

Flowing through my body

Inhale the gleam of last light

Drowning into the rushing despair

Brook of bitterness

Eager to break free

Life strength now crushed

From dark distant dreams…